Psycho

(album: Trapped In Tokyo - 2019)

(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, what?)
Number one rule, she gon' suck the dick from the back if I ask her
Rule number two (Oh my god), haha, uhm, I don't have a dick, hahaha

Bitch, I been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster, I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bug at me, I don't fuck with you insects
Heard they don't want smoke, they scared of the [?]
Feeling like I'm Tay-K, I'll turn you to past tense
Oh, you pussy niggas, I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollar, my niggas don't make cents
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant

Okay, like, Gucci on me, seven on my collar
I don't fuck with with snakes
Stick on me, stick on stick on me, [?]
Favorite hoodie, 444 in camo, she thought it was Bape
Her favorite king, y'all her favorite king, she said it was rap
You niggas is rats, reminding me of 6ix9ine
Water on my neck remind me of a riptide
I tie her up, she looking cute in zip ties
Thick thighs, she gon' ride my dick, like zip line
What I'm saying, yeah, when is you gonna put me on a song?
Cause you already know, once I get on that, I'm taking all your clout
Some of you never got no pussy and it fucking shows
Wish a nigga would, he gon' have to find the dragon balls
Posted up on your main bitch Snapchat, and I'm sucking toes
Feeling kinda cute, might rob your boyfriend, I don't know
Wrist bands on me, running shit like Fitbit
Hit her from the back, twist her spine, just like RipStik
Spit in her mouth, then I told her, "Drink, bitch"
Big drip got me feeling like a sink, bitch (Ayy)
Big stick on my body, got me looking like I'm hiking, ayy
I just caught a battery charge, shocking, but [?], uh
Blade on me, like Meta Knight, get it right
Or get stabbed in the middle night, uh
I got bars, like a pedal bike, fight a dyke
Niggas talking shit like I won't shoot 'em, right, uh
I like your bitch, ooh, I do
You talking shit, but, who are you?
Ooh, you in my DM's? Oh, that's your BM?
Left them on red, like suwoop, uh
I work magic, like voodoo, uh
Niggas watch me, like YouTube, uh
Make it disappear, like Houdini, ayy
Now I'm tryna find you, like Blue's Clues

Bitch, I been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Kids a fucking monster, I feel like I'm Ben 10
Niggas bug at me, I don't fuck with you insects
Heard they don't want smoke, they scared of the [?]
Feeling like I'm Tay-K, I'll turn you to past tense
Oh, you pussy niggas, I swear this your last chance
I'm about my dollar, my niggas don't make cents
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant

Look, okay, now used to pray for me, all the police always chased me, huh
Five bands on these Robin jeans, these not Old Navy, uh
My whip got no keys, I push to start it, like Lil Baby, uh
I walk in the party with my [?], it's on safety, wait
That's kind of dangerous, Joey
You might never see light of day again, Joey
I'm trapped in these bars with some pay per view
Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet, brodie
It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out
I be fucking on your bitch when it's nights out
Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now
Gotta keep a cap lock in case they wanna fight now
Bitch, then it's back to my case
I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace
I'ma need [?] before you eat at fucking my place
I won't tell a thooter where I live, she get the highway
Bitch, been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
All my bitches is popping, I never get limp dick
She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it, don't spit"
This ain't Harry Potter, I'm whipping a whole pot
Make it disappear, got my shit on the whole block
This a fucking Rolex, it never be on time
Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me a whole clock, like, look
Bitches, uh, on me, uh
I know, uh, I'm sorry
I don't love you, baby, uh
I just want the toppy, uh

Rule number five, never tell your kids that Santa Claus is a lie, what the fuck is wrong with you? I grew up like, fucking, I'm-I'm not even a kid. Where's my childhood? (Why would you fucking lie to me?)

Fucked up in the Audi with your bitch, she take her shirt off, uh
Me in that Benzo, all I do is fucking skrt off, uh
I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha, that's aggressive
They say that I'm the best and all, ehh, that offensive
My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha, they expensive
These haters, I might just kill them all, yeah, times effective

I guess I'm gone, mm, look
I'm with your mom, mm, look
We at the mall, mm, look
Might spend it all