Psycho
6:20 AM, I woke up, I need my space
I feel like running circles around this place
I want you to know your place
Bitch, you better keep up the pace
7:30, I'm in this shithole, I'd rather fly to space
Your bitch pull up on me, give me head
After that, I'm finna be dead
Few hours later I'll leave
Just like your dad
He ain't got no time to waste
He ain't got no time to waste
Yeah these bitches suck on me
They want to get that dickity-dicky
Every Sunday I pull up in that Channely-Channely
Yeah I do cap in my rappity-raps
My bro is a registered S.O.
He's a psycho CEO
Money talks, all I see is dough
Watch me flex, watch me grow
Gotta glow, gotta hustle hard, gotta run the whole damn show
Psycho CEO, with a heart made of stone
My power shines bright, like a diamond in the snow
Registered S.O., into the dark I go
When they see me in the alley, they all scream "No!"
And I pulled up on 2-3 opps
I got the guap, like 2-3 hunnid bucks
Yeah, I'm stuck, fucking on these beats, like they some thots
I don't give no fucks
Yeah, I be getting tough
Fuck these opps, like they're thots
Gotta hustle hard, gotta make the guap
Yeah my money goes up
I took your bitch, now I'm up
I feel like running circles around this place
I want you to know your place
Bitch, you better keep up the pace
7:30, I'm in this shithole, I'd rather fly to space
Your bitch pull up on me, give me head
After that, I'm finna be dead
Few hours later I'll leave
Just like your dad
He ain't got no time to waste
He ain't got no time to waste
Yeah these bitches suck on me
They want to get that dickity-dicky
Every Sunday I pull up in that Channely-Channely
Yeah I do cap in my rappity-raps
My bro is a registered S.O.
He's a psycho CEO
Money talks, all I see is dough
Watch me flex, watch me grow
Gotta glow, gotta hustle hard, gotta run the whole damn show
Psycho CEO, with a heart made of stone
My power shines bright, like a diamond in the snow
Registered S.O., into the dark I go
When they see me in the alley, they all scream "No!"
And I pulled up on 2-3 opps
I got the guap, like 2-3 hunnid bucks
Yeah, I'm stuck, fucking on these beats, like they some thots
I don't give no fucks
Yeah, I be getting tough
Fuck these opps, like they're thots
Gotta hustle hard, gotta make the guap
Yeah my money goes up
I took your bitch, now I'm up
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Writer(s): Adem şevket özcan, Demir Yerli
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