PSYCHOPATH

Lyrics
DJ-J HITS [Verse 1: Dretti Franks] Time for me to act like a motherfucking psychopath Look at what you causeNow you witness in the aftermath Can't nobody save you from the demons that's inside my mind Bodies that are polarized, flesh that I tenderize Murder, so why would you really wanna fuck with me? Stomp on to the ground, now that children of the concrete Me and Cursed in the hertz, ride around cause the hell Molotov cocktails thrown in the stairwell Damn, I love to drop the phone when I hit the blunt Eyеs red as fuck, like I got the fucking sharingan Inhalе that tank and exhale that stress So yes, I filled up and shit inside my chest And now I'm creeping after midnight and suckers are in danger Tha' Uzi clip will have them doing flips like a Power Ranger Damn, you acrobatic, no kick no static But before I have to squeeze on the fully automatic (Bitch) [Verse 2: CURSED] The murder ruck with the fucking mask on the simple task Bound to blast on your buses, ain't bout to last I'm movin' fast through the cut, niggas don't know what's up With the pump on the reel, motherfuckers better run Jumpin' with my nigga Dretti Franks, rollin' in some fucking tanks Niggas lose their ranks, on my side and when I'm robin' banks The sticky stanks, I'm cruisin' low, I'm movin' slow with the deadly flow On the move, make it dull, actin' like you fuckin' know But never put in work, talkin' too much shit, gonna get murked When I leave you dead inside some dirt, give me some of that red rum And you bitches actin' like you fuckin' dumb, chewin' on some fucking gum Runnin' from my shotgun, 'bout to have some fucking fun When I see you run to the blow, when the hover points shoot They bustin' through the door
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Credits
- Writers
- Dretti Franks
- CURSED