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Lil Pump

"Psycho (Remix)"

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

[Verse 1: Post Malone]
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the sh*t, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the sh*ts ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "sh*t, this is it," ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that b*tch lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold”
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

[Verse 2: Lil Pump]
I got her off a molly, met the b*tch at Papi’s
Gave her ass a x pill, now she actin’ sloppy
I pull up in a Chevy, left off in a Mazi
I can’t trust nobody wit' all these bussdowns on me
My chain from Eliantte, cost more than a ‘Rari
I got like 30 white b*tches in the lobby, I Ubered yo auntie
That b*tch really want me, I just wrecked a Bentley
The flexer of the century (ooh!), two bussdowns on one arm (ooh!)
Got the b*tch pregnant 'cause I f*cked her raw (huh!)
She just took a line, then she drink some Ciroc (Ciroc)
Got 50 b*tches and I’m with Mally Mall (yeah!)

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

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