PSYCHOLOGIST lyrics

[Intro]
My n*ggas, they wild, b*tch I'm a zoologist
He act like a b*tch, go to the gynecologist
b*tch I put di*k in her esophagus
Like b*tch I'm a mystery, nobody solving it
Kill that n*gga instantly, bullets is offing him
And get to the salary, that's a prerogative
She flexing her titties, b*tch it's a provocative
And I'm in his head, I feel like psychologist

Aye
I put the lean on my, uh
Ooh
(w4ddles, you genius!)
Okay
I poured a four, oh
Uh-huh
No, I poured a four- I poured a four of the lean (what?)
Okay
Aye

[Verse]
I just put Lean on my kicks
You know my chopper got kicks
I mix the Gucci with Rick
I might just f*ck on that b*tch
I think these n*ggas be posing
I sauce on these n*ggas, Hulk Hogan
b*tch look at my diamonds, they frozen
And I flick up my wrist at the polar
And a young n*gga shining, solar
Big rocks on my wrist, boulder
And she suck di*k, she can't come over
I'm f*cking that b*tch, then I don't know her
I stick to the grass then I'm cutting that sh*t
Get hit from the back, then I cut off that b*tch
If he hold out his wrist, then I'm cutting that sh*t
If he fronting that sh*t, then I'm offing that b*tch
I'm upping this glick, I'm upping the Glocky it's on me for my protection
I'm not with the fighting, cause I got a weapon
And I got a .30 on me like Stephen
And I leave him burning if that n*gga step in
And you on my block, so why would you step in?
I'm upping this Glock, then we gonna wreck him
Whenever I walk in, I brought a TEC in
This chopper gon' kick in, just like seconds
The bullets they rip him, boy don't test this
My n*ggas gon' get him if he testin'
That n*gga a Johnny, boy stop testin'
I [?] f*ck up her intestines
He swallow the bullets, f*ck up his digestion
Boy, I would not pull it, that's just a suggestion
This Glocky is on me, it came with suppression
But now that i think about it, I'm that n*gga
So why the f*ck would I beef with you?
Designer my step, Jimmy Choo
Got all of these hoes and I can't choose
Like boy you a dub, I can't lose
b*tch I got the one, better change your hypothesis
My pockets they fat, b*tch they all hippopotamus
I'm f*cking that b*tch, then I roll out I'm feeling like Optimus
The hollows to his body b*tch he get his stomach hit
And these n*ggas broke, b*tch I am the opposite
These n*ggas, they pus*y, these n*ggas so talkative
These n*ggas retarded these n*ggas incompetent
My n*ggas, they wild, b*tch I'm a zoologist
He act like a b*tch, go to the gynecologist
b*tch I put di*k in her esophagus
Like b*tch I'm a mystery, nobody solving it
Kill that n*gga instantly, bullets is offing him
And get to the salary, that's a prerogative
She flexing her titties, b*tch it's a provocative
And I'm in his head, I feel like psychologist
Beat up the pack, I whip it
f*cking that b*tch, I stack up the digits
I got this Lean, got a n*gga trippin'
My n*ggas they saw him, my n*ggas'll split him