PSYCHO lyrics

Im with the gang, we up to something
Pulling your heart, got that sh*t thumping
Smoking that loud pack, smoking on onions
Remember when the teachers would say I'd be nothin'
Pull out to your crib, you better run it
Smoking that sh*t, you better cut it
Smoking that pack but we got a abundance
Asking your favors i told him to shut it
Give what i wanted but n*ggas can't have it
Im in the back [?] i get to clapping
You talking lies [?] you capping
Im in the whip she calling me captain
You ain't bout that life in the game
n*ggas be sucking c*ck for some fame
Im getting high as f*ck to stay sane
We in the i8's pushing lanes
I dont f*ck with n*ggas who up on my nutsack
Me and my shooters gon pop out the mustang
Throwing out beats but yall n*ggas gang bang
Living my drеams you wish you the same man
She wanna kiss on my cheek cuz im all that
I usеd to scam n*ggas what a throw back
One of the realest out and you know that
Smile for the camera they flashing a kodak
One for my ass [?]
Just cuz we talked dont mean that we dated
I walk around [?]
Ima have 10 whips when im famous
I was a young kid running aimless
Know that yall know me cuz im shameless
I used to cry asking them for changes
They saying posh boy going [?]
When i give her di*k i make her eyes roll
Running my pockets i feel like geico
She wanna f*ck on me cuz im a psycho
Wrapping the pack up like a tyro
I gotta get this sh*t in a option
We gon turn this f*ck into a moshpit
I be high as f*ck like a kite sh*t
[?] now she begging to stop it
I had a lot of n*ggas try to cross me
I had a lot of n*ggas try to bust me
I give her my heart, but what that sh*t cost me?