Bring my money back bitch
I can't trust a whack bitch
Sniffing white with a black bitch
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Think you up on me
You must be popping adderal
Made my head feel good
Call it Tyenol
You think you can f*ck my bitch?
Not at all
Pull up very quick
Catch a charge
Chopper make your body bend
Just like a candy cane
She gone come back to the crib
She say her man a lame
Niggas ain't bout what they say
They cap and fade away
I f*ck that bitch a couple times
Can't take her on no dates
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Psycho
Pathic
I break my bitches back leave that pussy in fractions
F*ck a crew
More people more bagge
Half your set is ratting
They slacking stagnant and cappin
Kind of like what happens
When you crash your taxi cab
Into a nuclear reactor
I'm a f*cking diastor
I'm like GG Allen if he kicked his herion habit
Turned around and manifested an addiction into a passion
Sleeping under a bridge
Dope sick and pissed
Sticking a rig in my wrist
Sticking a rig in my ditch
Pointing a gun i dont flinch
I'm pointing one back i don't miss
I'm killing this shit
I'm killing this shit
Solo ripping through cliques
Hollow heart
Hollow tips
Rusty garden hoe
Swing atcha'
Hacking
Away at yo
Limbs unattaching
Ikes flow
Psycho
Pathic
I hope you like yo
Brand new casket
Ike
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Dwisenhower - Psychopathic (feat. Black Dave) Lyrics
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Bring my money back bitch
I can't trust a whack bitch
Sniffing white with a black bitch
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Think you up on me
You must be popping adderal
Made my head feel good
Call it Tyenol
You think you can f*ck my bitch?
Not at all
Pull up very quick
Catch a charge
Chopper make your body bend
Just like a candy cane
She gone come back to the crib
She say her man a lame
Niggas ain't bout what they say
They cap and fade away
I f*ck that bitch a couple times
Can't take her on no dates
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Psycho
Pathic
I break my bitches back leave that pussy in fractions
F*ck a crew
More people more bagge
Half your set is ratting
They slacking stagnant and cappin
Kind of like what happens
When you crash your taxi cab
Into a nuclear reactor
I'm a f*cking diastor
I'm like GG Allen if he kicked his herion habit
Turned around and manifested an addiction into a passion
Sleeping under a bridge
Dope sick and pissed
Sticking a rig in my wrist
Sticking a rig in my ditch
Pointing a gun i dont flinch
I'm pointing one back i don't miss
I'm killing this shit
I'm killing this shit
Solo ripping through cliques
Hollow heart
Hollow tips
Rusty garden hoe
Swing atcha'
Hacking
Away at yo
Limbs unattaching
Ikes flow
Psycho
Pathic
I hope you like yo
Brand new casket
Ike
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
I can't trust a whack bitch
Sniffing white with a black bitch
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Think you up on me
You must be popping adderal
Made my head feel good
Call it Tyenol
You think you can f*ck my bitch?
Not at all
Pull up very quick
Catch a charge
Chopper make your body bend
Just like a candy cane
She gone come back to the crib
She say her man a lame
Niggas ain't bout what they say
They cap and fade away
I f*ck that bitch a couple times
Can't take her on no dates
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Psycho
Pathic
I break my bitches back leave that pussy in fractions
F*ck a crew
More people more bagge
Half your set is ratting
They slacking stagnant and cappin
Kind of like what happens
When you crash your taxi cab
Into a nuclear reactor
I'm a f*cking diastor
I'm like GG Allen if he kicked his herion habit
Turned around and manifested an addiction into a passion
Sleeping under a bridge
Dope sick and pissed
Sticking a rig in my wrist
Sticking a rig in my ditch
Pointing a gun i dont flinch
I'm pointing one back i don't miss
I'm killing this shit
I'm killing this shit
Solo ripping through cliques
Hollow heart
Hollow tips
Rusty garden hoe
Swing atcha'
Hacking
Away at yo
Limbs unattaching
Ikes flow
Psycho
Pathic
I hope you like yo
Brand new casket
Ike
Psycho lit
Yeah we psycho
I might hit a lick with my white hoe
She might tell the cops
That's goodnight hoe
You can hit my line
Yeah the price low
Smoke a nigga like tobacco
I smoke pronto
Shorty you not macho
Hit you city just to drop a pack off
Spin it 900 just like Tony Hawk
Writer: Brandon Taylor
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