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Psycho
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In Tour
Metal
Psycho è stato pubblicato il 22 maggio 2018 da Ankor Records come parte dell'album Psycho - Single
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Data di uscita22 maggio 2018
EtichettaAnkor Records
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM139

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ANKOR
ANKOR
Lead Vocals
Jessica Naomi Williams
Jessica Naomi Williams
Lead Vocals
David Romeu Morera
David Romeu Morera
Electric Guitar
Alejandro Martinez
Alejandro Martinez
Electric Guitar
Raphaela Tkatchenko
Raphaela Tkatchenko
Drums
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Tyrone Griffin Jr
Composer
Louis Bell
Louis Bell
Composer
Austin Post
Austin Post
Composer
Carl Rosen
Carl Rosen
Composer

Testi

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
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
Made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
Thirty 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 get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go, oh, woah
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
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
Fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
If she see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
Dolla ridin' in the 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
Take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ayy, 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
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
Written by: Austin Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Bell, Tyrone Griffin
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