I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might, though

Walking on a tightrope

Might do it just in spite though

Backwoods got my eyes low my eyes

I might just go psycho

Backwoods had my eyes low (My eyes, my eyes)

I just left in the Porsche, I'm moving too fast, I cannot slow it down

On my way to the morgue, I'm dying young if I don't slow it down

Too much cash in the bag, I'm burning it all, nothing can stop me now

Gave you one more chance, you lost that shit and you just lost a crown

Said she loved me but she lied, though

No evidence, it's evident you lied slow

But I knew quick

Grew up lose shit

Changed my mind

I don't lose, bitch

I go blind

Psychic, I just knew it

I waste my time

I can't move, it's

Making me go blind

To this new shit

I'm so clueless

Saying this is old news

But you're not new, you're old news

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might, though

Walking on a tightrope

Might do it just in spite, though

Backwoods got my eyes low my eyes

I might just go psycho

Backwoods got my eyes low

Spend my money where my time goes

I got none else like those

Focus on my cash flow

Enlightened, feel like Osho

Up all night I'm on the road

See me they take photos, photos

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might, though

Walking on a tightrope

Might do it just in spite, though

Backwoods got my eyes low my eyes

I might just go psycho

Backwoods got my eyes low my eyes

I might just go psycho

Up all night, I'm on the road on the road

Enlightened feel like Osho

Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho

I'm so psycho for you

I might just go psycho

Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might, though

Said I won't but I might, though