American Psycho

Lyrics

[Intro: Billy Idol] Your eyes without a face Got no human grace Your eyes without a face (Okay, Treeze) Yeah, you know what I'm sayin' (Yeah) [Verse] From the ugly been to beautiful places, blow a milli' off cases Shit, I'm in so quick, the cops, they wouldn't even chase it Commentin' on all then in my statmants, akin' who was the drankman He gon' need a W-9 with all these fuckin' payments Cut her, ain't have no to date her, I feel like Patrick Bateman These niggas Patrick Bev, when you ball, they irritate you Feel like I'm at the Ritz, the condo got an elеvator You niggas talk 'bout niggas, we talkin' elevation Passivе income, who got some work? I'm tryna flip somethin' (Tryna flip somethin') Tryna have the bag, the reason why I put this bitch up (I put this bitch up) Threw that bitch in sport and hit the pedal, watch it hiccup If you gettin' money like the mob, throw your wrist up, nigga (Throw your wrist up) Fallen soldiers, I miss you, I'm ballin' for y'all If I dial up the killers, no callin', 'em off I filled up the venue with bitches from wall to the mall Bro dancin' on the withe squares, livin' life off the wall I cut 'em off to save myself, I seen that shit on the saw Boy and girl swingin' back and forth, make the trap applaud I can make this bitch transform, I feel like Tony Stark (Tony Stark) Throwin' money from the roof like I'm Tommy Hodges The crib cool, we got a pool, but I need more garages You play a role, you tryna hide it, we gon' smoke your partna' 100K plays, 40 dollar Obama Fuckin' niggas hoes easy, think that shit gave em' trauma Realest shit I ever heard was, "More money, more problems" I can take some more pain 'cause I got more to gain Stoppin' at the light, I'm finna blow the brains (Mhm) Whole gang finna blow like the world, aye (Like the–) I might go Harley Davids, you know Purple Rain I got the [ism?] paper, oil dry, these girls insane This for my boy Devonte, we did a lot, I must say Might as well road manage, we done did enough states (I will) Twenty G's a month for us, still ain't sippin' no drank You ever fucked a hundred up and made it back in one day? My life is different, exotic cars, jewelry hittin' Tryna search the dark web for a kidney, I been trippin' I been livin' like The Wolf of Wall Street, pop prescription I been pickin' out the diamonds, get ones with no fluorescent Keep your gloves on, don't leave them people no [?], nigga Bitch, I ain't the wave, I'm tsunami, shit got bigger, bitch [Outro: Billy Idol] But it's hard to get released Your eyes without a face Got no human grace Your eyes without a face