Post Malone - Psycho lyrics

Psycho lyrics

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[Chorus: Post Malone] Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this j**elry 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 j**elry 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 her four, five, the fifth, ayy Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the sh**, ayy Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy Know that I been with the sh**s ever since a jit, ayy I made my first million, I'm like, "sh**, this is it," ayy 34 a walk through, man we had every slit, ayy Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip Out the window of the Benzo, we get sin in the rent' And I'm like woah Man, my dash so goddamn cold Diamonds weigh my teeth so, so low I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh My money, that won't ever fall She said, "Can I have some to hold?" And I can never tell you no [Chorus: Post Malone] Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this j**elry 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 j**elry 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: Ty Dolla $ign] The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy We're hittin' lil' mamas, she wanna have my babies Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' b**h Now we ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top Just one swish, I can make the a** drop (ayy) Uh, take you to the smoke shop We gon' get high, we gon' hit Rodeo Dolla Valentino, we gon' hit Pico Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright Saint Laurent jean, still don't let my fans though All VVSs, put you in a necklace Girl, you look beautiful tonight Stars on the roof They matching with the j**elry [Chorus: Post Malone] Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael Can't really trust nobody with all this j**elry 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 j**elry 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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