Psycho Lyrics – Post Malone, ft. Ty Dolla Sign

Psycho Lyrics – Post Malone, ft. Ty Dolla Sign
Song Detail:
Song: Psycho
Artist: Post Malone
Featured artist: TY Dolla $ign
Released: 2018
Genre: Hip-hop/rap

Psycho Lyrics

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 ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts DeChino the shit ayy
Try to stuff it all in but it don’t even fit ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit ayy
I made my first million I’m like “Shit this is it ” ayy
30 for a walkthrough man we had every slit ayy
Had so many bottles gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo we could send in the rent’
And I’m like “Woah 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
Sippy on the Panky 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 ayy we gon’ hit Rodeo
Call 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…