Psycho (feat. Sosa Geek)

Damn huh look, yo twin

Damn huh look, I told twin

Just give me, made it out the worst situations

I'm a survivor, he Goofy, I'm psycho, huh?

Look, look, they goofy

I'm psycho, psycho, huh?

Look, these **** goofy and these **** psych I get the money

I know that they like jump in a car, not on a bike

One day here I'm on flight I told twin just give me a Lyft

Gun so big that it come with a kick

Walking in the mall, I'm buying this shit

50k just to flood up my wrist

I am a different type of savage

I got a different type of habit

I need some different Type of cabbage

I got a gun in my jacket

I see the opps then I'm blasting, ayo twin I think he lacking

Go get the gun or the ratchet and start firing

Let him have it damn

I told twin just give me a lyft gun so big it come with a kick

Armed,Dangerous

**** sliding for them payments

Left his ass on the pavement

Money for all occasions

Free my **** like they masons

Fast money, racing

Broke boys, hating

Keep a tool, maintenance

My young **** quick to let the heat blow Ain't nothing in my pockets but C notes

Creep on my opps go where he go

Put a brick in ya bead like De bo

Kick his door no time for the peep hole

Hay stack full of money no needles

Break a **** back just like Cheetos

RIP Gizz, kash and Chino

Can't forget bout Rob and Bri tho

Selling drugs like this shit legal

Sending slugs out the gun they lethal

Make a movie on his block no sequel

Always up in the opps never equal

Send his soul in the sky like a seagull

Tuck a **** in his grave rest In peace tho

Put the pump to a **** like deisel, Gang