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Psycho
5
Hip-Hop
Psycho was released on July 9, 2026 by No More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna as a part of the album Psycho - Single
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Release DateJuly 9, 2026
LabelNo More Heroes, LLC/Santa Anna
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Babyy Walk
Babyy Walk
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Babyy Walk
Babyy Walk
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
BeatzByDomm
BeatzByDomm
Producer
Luis “Zeox” Zavala
Mixing Engineer, Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Don't show no sympathy, ****
I'm mad, still smoking
Drebo, fucking beat
Pop told me that when I was real young in diapers
When I was real young in diapers
Look, I'ma let y'all know for real, ****
Don't show no sympathy, ****
Pop told me that when I was real young in diapers
And we ain't have money for loads, jump crib to the crib
Some days we'll pull an all-nighter
Look, 13, I was riding the strikers
Me and lil' kid, we was looking for snipers
Getting the money, y'all, we was tryna be the providers
We slime kill a **** just like I'm a viper
Uh, expose these ****, not cool, lil' Wop
They really just known for they typing
**** just up and away, never hurt nobody
And Ritt really known for wiping
Look, Lil Jay, he known for striking it up
Take a sec, now we out gliding
Bitch out saying we fucked, she lying
Grab skis and them guns, we back on that timing, look
Need money for what, ****?
We was tryna buy a house with this beef 'fore they came out
In 2023, left a model in the drought
We ain't got no more plans, we gon' figure it out
We lost one and gained ten more
No crying, they lost one, went to go pout
Lot of shit on my necklace, icy froze
Don't reach, dirty ass is right in the pouch
Uh, now bullets start flying, they burning, ouch
No views, just taking a route
Got stuck to the top and wrecked the route
We coming, ain't none of that leaving us out
Buddy got hit in his head, his brain come out
Ask, you know he really could vouch
Want a feature with me, I want an insane amount
Got hit, now he walk with a slouch
We gon' stomp the gas, no brake, ****
All eyes, better feel this heat
We dive for the bitty, got balls in the back
Ain't have to do shit, reach back in the seat
And no, we don't serve Caddies
How bullets, they swinging, they coming through seats
Bad bitch tryna fuck but I'm keeping the P
They know that it's on, we ain't shooting for D
Don't show no sympathy, ****
Pop told me that when I was real young in diapers
And we ain't have money for loads, jump crib to the crib
Some days we'll pull an all-nighter
Look, 13, I was riding the strikers
Me and lil' kid, we was looking for snipers
Getting the money, y'all, we was tryna be the providers
We slime kill a **** just like I'm a viper
Uh, expose these ****, not cool, lil' Wop
They really just known for they typing
**** just up and away, never hurt nobody
And Ritt really known for wiping
Look, Lil Jay, he known for striking it up
Take a sec, now we out gliding
Bitch out saying we fucked, she lying
Grab skis and them guns, we back on that timing, look
Back on that timing, ****
Fuck, we back on that timing, we back on that timing
No fucking, we back on that timing, we back on that timing
Fuck, we back on that timing, back on that timing
I still can't believe you made this by yourself, dawg
Written by: Babyy Walk
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