Tonalité : E minor•
Verse 1
Em
You know what's funny
Sticks? I think I'm going to retire
to work with crown
Since everybody got one, you know,
C
Em
get a couple of drops, you know what mixtape cover, they the kings
Why is you riding a psycho?
C
Em
Now I'm again a psycho
Psycho, psycho, robbing chains, psycho
I'm like
Naveeda
C
Loca
Em
I'm getting the gold, psycho
Louis
V, psycho
Gucci shoes, sarco
Why is you riding a psycho?
C
Now I'm a gang psycho, true
legend psycho
Em
Rob and chain psycho,
my life could be the loco
I'm finna go psycho, who a
V psycho
C
Em
Gucci shoes psycho, pocket full of money
Hit the mall and go psycho,
pocket full of money
Hit the mall and go psycho,
pocket full of money
Hit the club and go psycho, pocket
full of money
Hit the club and go psycho
C
Em
Watch the ring shake, I'm crazy man
Stop sittin' on your hand like a lazy man
C
I'm a man, the boss got
a mouse to plant
Em
About 30 bucks a lot in the caravan
See I'm the man, got white and tan
Got three, four guns and a black sedan
Got pills, I'm reppin'
Saran, bro
I run the truck, I got the bros
I'm a linear squirrel,
I'm a millionaire
You a fuckin' squirrel,
you shouldn't go out there
It's crazy wild, I'm a problem child
You should sell down rocks as a juvenile
It's a battlefield,
try to rape a child
I'm a crazy man with a crazy
style
C
I'm dugged out, that swag though
Em
Slime down more than a crocodile
I'm a fuckin' psycho,
now I'm a gangsta psycho
Psycho, little psycho,
robbin' chains, psycho
My life can be the loco,
I'm finna go psycho
C
Who a be psycho?
Em
Gucci shoes, psycho
C
Pocket full of money, hit the
Am
Em
mall and go psycho
C
Pocket full of money,
Em
C
Em
hit the mall and go psycho
Pocket full of money,
hit the club and go psycho
Pocket full of money,
G
hit the club and go psycho
Em
I'm way on the moon
Bitch, I'm double cuppin'
C
Em
My big homie
Gucci, he blow money like it's nothin'
C
I'm not with the cuffin'
Em
Baby, take your clothes off, you look
better wearin' nothin'
C
Em
I can't be your husband
Shorty see a
Scorpio, her head game is psycho
G
Grab her by the back of her
C
weave, where her eyes go
Em
Dude slide psycho, dude chain psycho
She know
C
I'ma ride her, so she go wherever I go
Em
Watch the psycho, now begin to psycho
Sling a little psycho
C
Robin chain psycho I like to be the loco,
Em
I'm finna go psycho
Louis
V psycho
Gucci shoe psycho
Pocket full of money,
hit the mall and go psycho
Pocket full of money,
hit the mall and go psycho
Pocket full of money, hit the
club and go psycho
Pocket full of money,
hit the club and go psycho
Now I see, go psycho,
hit them all unload like a rifle
C
I'm tight peeling, lean sipping,
Em
on my three- wheel psycho
Baby, do not call me, when
you on your psycho
I'm a two- seater with three hoes, but
all of them are diced though
My girlfriend has a girlfriend,
all my hoes are like hoes
I'm in my condo,
on the top floor with
Jermaine
Hogue
Gettin' brained though, told her
swallow don't spit
Her head game sick, straight out her car,
right on her lip
Call a chow cow like a day cow,
left nothin' on her tongue till the baby sick
Why is you runnin' psycho?
C
Now I'm beginnin' psycho
Em
True religion psycho,
robbin' chain psycho
C
My life gon' be the loca,
Am
Em
I'm finna go psycho
Who will be psycho?
Gucci shoes psycho
C
Pocket full of money, hit
Em
the mall and go psycho
Pocket full of money, hit the
mall and go psycho
C
Em
Pocket
C
Em
C
Em
C
Em
full of money,
hit the club and go psycho
C
Em
Parco, roll the
Verse 2
C
Em
wine and
C
Em
hit the club and go
Parco!
C
Em
C
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