Based Psychos lyrics

by

Xhris2Eazy



[Intro: Xhris2Eazy, Shadow Wizard Money Gang]
SHADOWRICH GANG
JUST TOOK YOUR SOUL AND YOU NEVER GET IT BACK
You just got a gun-
SHADOW WIZARD MONEY GANG
WE LOVE CASTING SPELLS
Feel so rich
Full of greed
INCATATIONS
[?] leave you RIP
Ion' give 2 sh*ts
I don't give 3
Shoot you in the street
ENTER THE DARK GRIMOIRE
Knock out all your teeth

[Verse 1: Xhris2Eazy]
You just got a gun
I send your ass to outer space
And this dope I smoking
I'd probably blow off your face
Feds on my ass watching tryna crack the case
Everyday I break the law, every day I'm serving face
I don't give no f*cks
I stay proper, I stay based
I don't give no f*cks
You bought the pills, you knew they lace
Living life with all gas, motherf*ck the brakes
Living life how I want, motherf*ck the J's
Doing drugs I want, motherf*ck the government
This beat I'm hopping on sponsored by the Shadow Govеrnment
Imma kill like 30 peoplе, then run for the president
Just to show you anybody could be the president
Way too far ahead, b*tch I had to set the precedent
Young Xhris2Easy on the mic, he be killing sh*t
Posted in the cut and I just be kicking sh*t
Fill my blunt with thrax, yeah I fill my blunt with stinky sh*t
Gotta get a white hoe, got a Woah Vicky b*tch
Hopping on the beat, act dumb, talking ignorant
He was annoying me, in his face, I shot that b*tch
Like I was an admiral, I got stars, stripes and sh*t
[Verse 2: PISTOLERO2K]
Yuh, aye
Yuh, aye
[?] bought a 40
I love it when they run from me (Aye)
'Lero, better watch your tone, put a hit on his head and he talk funny (Aye)
I'm with Xhris2Easy man this [?] like a bunny
Sipping drank got my nose running
Serving fiends until it's sunny
Brand new day, a brand new jug
So Evil Boyz we get to the money
Get to the guap, get to the cash, get to the racks
Call the plug like "Boy, where you at?"
I need new drugs, I need new Act'
Big ass Glock got a beam attached
I put that on go, he won't shoot you back
'Lero2k, how you do it like that?
He throw me the pack and I'm moving that pack
Hop on the mic, someone say "no cap"
This big ass Glock gonna make her do laps
He want the drugs, you know that I tax
Smoking on gas, look like Apple Jacks
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