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Psych Ward

Album cover art for "Psych Ward" by Chief Keef

Chief Keef - Rap, Chicago Rap

Psych Ward

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May 13, 2015.

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[Intro] Ace Bankz on the track Psych ward, psych ward Psych ward, bitch, ayy Psych ward, bitch [Chorus] Psych ward I'm with the psych ward I be coolin' in a psych ward I got some niggas in the psych ward And they be totin' rifles We tote .40s with the .30s, piped up Make them pipes bite y'all You gon' need insurance, GEICO, ayy [Verse 1] Psych ward, psych ward Psych ward, psych ward Psych ward, psych ward In a psych, ayy, in a psych, ayy, ayy In a psych ward you see, ayy A bunch of crazy motherfuckers Go on Glo Gang territory, you'll see A bunch of anti-380 muthafuckas And they gon' blast They ain't gon' let yo ass get past And they gon' hop up in them cars and do the dash Like I taught 'em, ayy Bitch, I'm Almighty Sosa Bitch, you can call me Almighty Salsa, ayy 'Cause I get cheese My niggas in the streets droppin' Gs The only green that I like is Ben Franklin, broccoli and cheese And I'm crazy like they want me to be Ace Bankz on the track [Chorus] Psych ward I'm with the psych ward I be coolin' in a psych ward I got some niggas in the psych ward And they be totin' rifles We tote .40s with the .30s, piped up Make them pipes bite y'all You gon' need insurance, GEICO, ayy [Verse 2] This shit crazy I make bitches go insane, ayy, ayy My wrist look crazy And my necklace go insane, ayy, ayy My earrings crazy, ayy Don't make this pistol go insane Tryna rob Almighty mane Don't ever tell Almighty what Almighty can't I'm always Glo'in, I block the rain And Cinderella is my choppa name She be cleanin' shit up like my maid And she very mighty like my name [Bridge] I'm coolin' in a psych ward Ayy, I got some niggas in the psych ward Bitch, we got pistols, what we fightin' for? And tell me, what you bring a knife for? Ace Bankz on the track [Chorus] Psych ward I'm with the psych ward I be coolin' in a psych ward I got some niggas in the psych ward And they be totin' rifles We tote .40s with the .30s, piped up Make them pipes bite y'all You gon' need insurance, GEICO, ayy

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