Psycho. Groupie. Cocaine. Crazy. lyrics

[Chorus]
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Really want to go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-

[Verse 1]
f*ck what you represent, b*tch you irrelevant, dead is how I prefer presidents
You n*ggas pus*y and so is your next of kin you should go switch up your regiment
Allergic to f*ck n*ggas I need a EpiPen, rappers be acting they thespians
She suck my di*k but she lesbian, b*tches too clingy need severance
I get to the bag like I'm taking out trash, if she bust it open I break out the cash
Respect the O.G’s because they laid out the path, I bully you n*ggas just wait after class
I wake up and f*ck and I ain't gotta ask, if I'm on that b*tch you know J bout to spazz
R.I.P Nip pour some drink out the flask, salute to my n*gga lets raise our glass
I move like I’m Tony Soprano, got stones in the ring like the sh*t that's on Thanos
These n*ggas be cooning, they're modern day Sambo's, throw Molotov c*cktails in all of their Lambos
I wipe all the prints off the cases of ammo, the K on the mantle, I spray up your bando
Blood stain on your flannel, your brain get dismantled, I murder you n*ggas to make an example you b*tch

[Pre-Chorus]
PSYCHO
Ooh ya, yo b*tch a
GROUPIE
Ooh ya, when I'm on
COCAINE
Ooh ya, b*tch I go
CRAZY, oh ya b*tch I go
[Chorus]
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Really want to go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-

[Verse 2]
Father forgive me my thoughts a bit heavy, might murder my friends YMW Melly
These n*ggas want beef I might start up deli, go deep in her throat, she done vomit already
Got puke on my di*k, that's her mamas spaghetti, the black Jason Vorhees I swung the machete
My brother a felon got guns in the Chevy, it's Benton the Bully, you bums are not ready
My love for these b*tches is tainted, I pull on her hair and I f*ck like a cave man
No time for these hoes due to prior arrangements, you n*ggas are clowns I don't find entertaining
My mind on the money no time for complaining, I ride on my enemies, find them and spray em
Need soldiers and tanks if you’re trying to tame him, my foot on their neck n*gga I am not playing
Please do not bother b*tch he’s off his rocker, the sh*t that I tote knock the P off your Prada
Was raised by the wolves didn't see our fathers, I dropped out of school didn’t need almamater
Keep popping that sh*t, I pull up at your office
You n*ggas just workers, I murk all your bosses
Oh I'm being modest dog you should take caution, the brass knuckle bully put you in a coffin

[Pre-Chorus]
PSYCHO
Ooh ya, yo b*tch a
GROUPIE
Ooh ya, when I'm on
COCAINE
Ooh ya, b*tch I go
CRAZY, oh ya b*tch I go
[Chorus]
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Really want to go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-
Psycho! Groupie! Cocaine! Crazy!