Psycho Lyrics

Switch up the bass man

I'm trying to get out this basement

I'm trying to get out this place man

I'm trying to get up on the placements

I'm trying to get up on the stage

And just smoke up a haze

And the haters gonna hate

I'll just claim its a phase

And the bitches gonna say what they say

And then leave in a day

And just fuck up my brain

Fuck

What they gonna say

What she gonna say when you leave in a rage

What they gonna say when you pull up the wraith

What he just say I'ma fuck up his face

Ego too big I ain't never gonna play

Bitches wanna come and they come in a wave

Word to your daughter I'll take her away

Made me a milly so now they gone say

No shit that's ya bitch she ain't right though

Oh shit fucked ya bitch I'm a psycho

Dumb thick she look good with no lipo

Oh shit pissed him off he might fight yo

Big kid posted up like a light post

One two fucked him up like a typo

Like a typo

Fucked up fucked up

Feeling kind of wasted

Oh no oh no party in the basement

Studio

She been playing games like it was Yugioh

I've been on the nicotine and this bitch like a chemical

Feeling like I'm seventeen and I'm about to run it home

She been sending titties so you know I'm about to get the dome

Get it though

Homie's wanna see me on a pedestal

Other people worry I might die from something medical

Either way my name is getting set in something set in stone

I don't mean to worry but my thoughts are getting cynical

I been thinking up and I when I get it I'ma get it gold

Know I'm about to blow but we ain't ducking cause it's digital

Know that I been tripping on this bitch I'm getting visuals

About to cut the shit and fuck this bitch I'm at the pinnacle

Bitch

Bitch

I'm at the pinnacle

Pinnacle

No shit that's ya bitch she ain't right though

Oh shit fucked ya bitch I'm a psycho

Dumb thick she look good with no lipo

Oh shit pissed him off he might fight yo

Big kid posted up like a light post

One two fucked him up like a typo

Like a typo

We been cruising with the gear locked in

Ears high hips low and her lip all sin

A weird vibe feel slow when I sip on gin

I spit game talk slow but I still might win

And I don't fuck with all these bitches

Everybody wanna see me

I've been chillin on a beach with a bitch in a bikini

So damn hot she heat ya brain both sides like a panini

Sunny side writing these lyrics they couldn't believe me

Blunt stuck fuck it I'm stumped I got a mystery

New stunt fuck it I'll jump we makin history

Wanna get up blow up but all he got is misery

A couple of pals a pen and paper yelling victory

Trickery

Standing on this slope is getting slippery

Shawty look good with curves she like a histamine

My dick swelling she look good admittedly

Spit quick switch the trick I got the chivalry