Psycho

Lyrics
[Intro] Yo Yo Yo Yo, uh [Verse 1] Who that young nigga posted up at the store? Balenciaga kicks, chains, rockin valor Sent me on the [?], nothin' fazed the law Bitches on my dick, I can't save the sword Before I walked on water niggas praised the lord And on the block nailed to the cross, can't save the lord Got the money buried in case they raid the loft I can teach a class on how to shake the laws With the fork I'm Picasso, won't be afraid to draw Came from a eight ball to a wraith, I need a don I'm bout to shoot up the place so be alarmed My word is bar, hands on the bible I worte the songs Front page you on the news when I perform A blind man still gon know it's right for [?] I always felt, I was different and ain't belong It only takes a few [?] to get you gone, nigga [Chorus] I could be cool, but you know that I'm a psycho (He's motherfucked up in the head, you know, for real) Them MAC-11 make 'em dance like he Michael And every other day there's somebody tryna test me (Every fuckin' day man, for real) They won't feel safe 'till the cops come arrest me Uh Yo Yo [Verse 2] I don't weigh up no more, I sell 'em whole I don't cook dope no more, I sell the coke I don't be at home no more, I'm on the road "Elcamino 2 dropped", nigga, I'm on the road Homeboy was facing life and then he told Came home and got murdered, he broke the code My young boy let him sniff, he had to wipe his nose My young niggas wildin me, I got them under control My young lord's bodies before they even drove On the swivel militant, stay quick on his toes I want the grammy, he want the [?] and Mrs. Granny Ever since she been gone, nothin' been in the pantry Stomach touching, head hurtin', he feelin' antsy He don't even blow trees, he likes nose candy He don't even play hoops, my niggas love to shoot Loose cannon, he the reason these old niggas spooked
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Credits
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- ElCamino