Lyrics

Haha Big fourteen, know what the fuck goin' on I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes Yeah I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes Said I won't but I might though Walking on the tight rope Do it just in spite though Backwoods got my eyes low I might just go psycho Backwoods had my eyes low 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 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 (Old news) But you're not new, you're old news (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 the tight rope Do it just in spite though Backwoods got my eyes low I might just go psycho Backwoods had my eyes low When you me, bitch, no photos, no photos (Yeah) I just swerved off in a Lambo', feel like Rambo (big fourteen) I got two Glocks with hella ammo (ammo) I'm Killa Kam, ho I'm with my niggas, fuck the clan, ho (yeah) Hit you, shazam, woah (bah) I got your bitch wet like a dam, ho Don't give a damn, ho, oh, man, god damn, ho All white, so damn dope They wanna take me from my fam', no I got so damn dope Like I'm so fuckin' psycho, I got black and white hoes Run 'em through the night, ho, ah I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes (fourteen) Said I won't but I might though Walking on the tight rope (Ah) Do it just in spite though Backwoods got my eyes low I might just go psycho Backwoods had my eyes low I just might go psycho Up all night I'm on the road Lighting feel like old shows Haha, fourteen I might just go psycho
Writer(s): Nayvadius Wilburn, Igor Mamet, Case Van Der Heijden, Peter Jideonwo, Michael Lamar White Ii, Hunter Roberts Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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