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Psycho Lyrics - Artist : Bladee
[Bladee:]
I don't have a name I'm a psycho today I let my light get away Shades on my face I'm too high to be saved But it's too late anyways I'm a fiend, you won't see me out in public For a fortune I can bless your track, I'll touch it And I'm touchin' overseas but that was nothin' Might have known him in the past, but now I crush him Me and Adamn gettin' comma's like it's nothin' Fallin' in the club off a pill and Robitussin Send your girl emoji's, now she's blushin' If I send her real words, so now she's crushin' And I'm wearing Dolce, it's disgustin' Pack just came and gave me a concussion He say he's a friend but I don't trust him I can't trust a soul if I don't love them I don't have a name I'm a psycho today I let my light get away Shades on my face I'm too high to be saved But it's too late anyways I don't have a name I'm a psycho today I let my light get away Shades on my face I'm too high to be saved [Adamn Killa:] Ay, ay, ay, ay I'm sweatin' hard as hell, Margiela sweater than Pay the bouncers 50 for these feathers then Look at me, I know you could do better Me and Bladee we flex in any weather It's Adamn bitch I cannot save no thot I been gettin' money don't know who you are If you see us know we will start from a far Me and Bladee we down south ridin' foreign cars When you talk to me bitch like I'm a Sargent You think that's she's your bitch but she be thottin' I can't see no thot because I'm money plottin' I don't answer doors unless the money knockin' I rent my wifey shoes they be for walkin' I don't want your bitch, but your bet she be stalkin' We be flexin' bro nigga thinks we is not them I'm wearin' Comme Margiela this shit disgustin' I just want them red bottoms like they was blushin' I don't want that bitch I guess I fuck for nothin' I got a girlfriend, curves them bitch like I'm parkin' My balling so damn hard just call me Barry Larkin I don't have a name but call me Adamn I been getting money why you playin' Nigga talkin' shit I don't know what they sayin' I'm a star, shit I guess that's why they hatin' [Bladee:] I don't have a name I'm a psycho today I let my light get away Shades on my face I'm too high to be saved But it's too late anyways |
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