Psycho
Ty Dolla $ign, Tydolla$ign, Post Malone
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Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ay Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ay 30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent' And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold" Diamonds weigh, my teeths is sore I got homies, let it blow, oh My money thick, won't ever fold She said, "Can I have some to hold?" And I can't ever tell you no Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky You should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitch Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey) Uh, take you to the smoke shop We gon' get high, ay, we gon' hit Rodeo Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though All VVSs, put you in a necklace Girl, you look beautiful tonight Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
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Written by: Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Tyrone William Griffin
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