Lyrics to Psycho
(Ayy, Young Malcolm)
All this green, bitch I'm goin' Guyco (I got it on me)
100 thousands on me with the choppa 'sycho (huh)
707 horses, bitch you know my typo (vroom)
Hellcat but it sound like a rhino (skrt)
100 mill large if you talkin' 'bout my gold
We gon' blow the whole pound, it ain't nothin' but some smoke (some dope)
5 thousands the jar if you talkin' 'bout the gross (the gross)
I pull up in a double R on they block and it was ghost
I done take that shit back, I'ma bring back a Jeepo (the Jeepo)
'Cause I got too many racks in my pockets, they want hoes (they want hoes)
I heard about my partner, they mention, he toast (huh)
I'm the last of a damn breed, I will never fold (no)
200 carats in the Cuban Bust-down rolled (gold)
Double doors on the mansion with the marble on thе floor (huh)
In Cali, bitch you know I got connect phones (I got connect phonеs)
I just left Barney's some shit that I ain't wore (I ain't even wore)
I just caught a opp lackin', nigga what's the score? (huh)
I got crops and they gettin' ready to grow (trees)
This nigga jewlery blurry, nigga my shit on ice cold (blurry)
And foenem got the choppa, you can see 'cause it's micro (gratata)
All this green, bitch I'm goin' Guyco (I got it on me)
100 thousands on me with the choppa 'sycho (huh)
707 horses, bitch you know my typo (vroom)
Hellcat but it sound like a rhino (skrt)
100 mill large if you talkin' 'bout my gold
We gon' blow the whole pound, it ain't nothin' but some smoke (some dope)
5 thousands the jar if you talkin' 'bout the gross (the gross)
I pull up in a double R on they block and it was ghost
All this green, bitch I'm goin' Guyco (I got it on me)
100 thousands on me with the choppa 'sycho (huh)
707 horses, bitch you know my typo (vroom)
Hellcat but it sound like a rhino (skrt)
100 mill large if you talkin' 'bout my gold
We gon' blow the whole pound, it ain't nothin' but some smoke (some dope)
5 thousands the jar if you talkin' 'bout the gross (the gross)
I pull up in a double R on they block and it was ghost
I done take that shit back, I'ma bring back a Jeepo (the Jeepo)
'Cause I got too many racks in my pockets, they want hoes (they want hoes)
I heard about my partner, they mention, he toast (huh)
I'm the last of a damn breed, I will never fold (no)
200 carats in the Cuban Bust-down rolled (gold)
Double doors on the mansion with the marble on thе floor (huh)
In Cali, bitch you know I got connect phones (I got connect phonеs)
I just left Barney's some shit that I ain't wore (I ain't even wore)
I just caught a opp lackin', nigga what's the score? (huh)
I got crops and they gettin' ready to grow (trees)
This nigga jewlery blurry, nigga my shit on ice cold (blurry)
And foenem got the choppa, you can see 'cause it's micro (gratata)
All this green, bitch I'm goin' Guyco (I got it on me)
100 thousands on me with the choppa 'sycho (huh)
707 horses, bitch you know my typo (vroom)
Hellcat but it sound like a rhino (skrt)
100 mill large if you talkin' 'bout my gold
We gon' blow the whole pound, it ain't nothin' but some smoke (some dope)
5 thousands the jar if you talkin' 'bout the gross (the gross)
I pull up in a double R on they block and it was ghost
