3B Psycho Diary lyrics

[Verse 1]
I need no interference in this b*tch
I'm like, "b*tch, is you hard of hearin'?" in this b*tch, I got—, shh
I'm like, "b*tch, is you hard of hearin'?" in this b*tch (MAYDAY, MAYDAY, MAYDAY)
I got pills in the bottle, 'scription in this b*tch
I got blick up on every switch up in this b*tch
I got switch up on every blick up in this b*tch, I got—, ayy
I got switch, I'm on every blick up in this b*tch
I got b*tches on every b*tch up in this b*tch
You see, I'm a real heavy n*gga in this b*tch
Told my n*ggas kill every n*gga in this b*tch
I got b*tches on every n*gga in this b*tch
And 3B, he a heavy hitter with this stick
I drop a heavy di*k off in your b*tch
I kill a n*gga, drop a heavy metal diss
I put a bankroll on my wrist
I got a Dragunov in my whip
Who was the last b*tch that got zipped?
Red tip, red tip, red tip
Money get stretched, pull him out the whip
I took your chain, put it on my b*tch
n*gga, that's two hits, one stick
Kill him for cash, killin' sh*t for bread
n*gga, two head taps, one stick
5L gang put you on a list
Killin' your gang soon you drop a diss
Killin' your gang soon you drop a diss
pus*y n*gga, put your ass in a ditch
Make your mama cry, stepped on that b*tch, shh
[Interlude]
Ayy, ayy, what the f*ck, where the f*ck you come from?
Man, ayy, kill his ass
Hold up, you got me f*cked up
On 5, you got me f*cked up
I'm gonna wake the whole city up for these f*ck n*ggas
Alright, bro, come on, let's go, get your ass in the—
Ayy, get your ass in the car
Any time you playin', b*tch-ass n*gga
Ayy, come on, man, get in the car

[Verse 2]
It ain't nothin', b*tch, my killers, they certified
Like to cycle, so the stick, it get exercise
Every jersey on that b*tch, it say number 5
Smoke on H5, that's when your—, shh
Smoke on H5, n*gga, that's when your mama died
Young n*gga died, you don't claim him, he Homixide
If you drop that 5, then we turn your ass homicide
You drop that 5 and we turn your ass—, shh
Tint your window when you ridin' down 85
All these b*tches stickin' to me, I'm magnetized
Ayy, check it out, tell 'em f*ck with us
Numbers go up and 3B, he like monetized
By my lonely, I'm not really tryna socialize
Me and Tony both, our money gon' multiply
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin'—, shh
I got water like the motherf*ckin'—, shh
I got water like the motherf*ckin'—, blatt
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin' ocean got
I got water like the motherf*ckin'—, shut the f*ck up
[Outro]
Yeah, puff your motherf*ckin' blunt, you stu— (Blatt, blatt)
Got that sh*t, I got that shut the f*ck up on me, ya heard? (Blatt, blatt)
3B top season, n*gga (Blatt)
On 5, stay on fifth, stay on your square (Blatt, blatt, blatt)
All that there (Grrah, speed it up)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt (Grrah)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt (Grrah)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt (Grrah)
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Blatt, blatt, blatt, blatt
Blatt, blatt