Psycho Lyrics by Ken Carson
I’m a psycho, rock the show, *** the *** all night, though
Wrap his ***-ass up like a gyro
You get hit with this stick, CO2 pyro
We gon’ shoot the smoke out of these flames
Bet you never had a *** like me, ho
Shawty used to ***’ with lames
I used to count up checks on private jets
You know my phone on silent
Pet, yeah, shawty my dog, she ridin’
Don’t want no new ***, they be connivin’
I jump right on the beat and start slidin’
I jump right in your ***, I’m divin’
I’m tryna reach a new level I’m strivin’
I’m tryna fly a bad *** to the island, we in Punta Cana
Shawty just got a new tan look like she fresh out the suana
Oh, you bad as hell, you got your looks from your mama
I’m on ten about my ***, I’m with all the drama
***, I fully function off these drugs, I’m a legend
Now I’m at the top, I’m lookin’ down at all of these peasants
I was whippin’ the Lamborghini, start the light, they tell me to rev’ it
I’m a real vampire, can’t catch me after eleven
Gamblin’ with my life, I’m tryna hit me a seven
Her mind dollar signs, she tryna cop some new ***
I can’t go, when it come to these hoes, I’m a pro with these ***
I ain’t stressing ’bout that ***, I don’t even want the head
I just be focused on me, yeah, gotta stay focused on me
I just be rockin’ these shows from coast to coast, five hundred a week
I ran that *** up, but I ain’t never been to no track meet
Lately it feel like money the only thing that attract me
I mean money the only thing I’m attracted to
I’m a stand up guy, I don’t need no gang to do what I do
I put them pounds on a plate and went straight to Europe
If a rap *** keep talkin’ *** we gon’ put his *** ass on a mirror
This how it get fo’ sho’, I’m holdin’ my stick fo’ sho’, stay off of these drugs I’m loaded
These niggas can’t kick, I’m catchin’ they hoes, yeah, yeah, I’m the goalie
I’m a real pyschopath, Batman ain’t got nothin’ on me
Yeah, yeah
I’m a psycho, rock the show, *** the *** all night, though
Wrap his ***-ass up like a gyro
You get hit with this stick, CO2 pyro
We gon’ shoot the smoke out of these flames
Bet you never had a *** like me, ho
Shawty used to ***’ with lames
I used to count up checks on private jets
You know my phone on silent
Pet, yeah, shawty my dog, she ridin’
Don’t want no new ***, they be connivin’
I jump right on the beat and start slidin’
I jump right in your ***, I’m divin’
I’m tryna reach a new level I’m strivin’