Fight Club (Psychosis) lyrics

[Intro]
Pull the trigger Budd Dwyer
Hahahahahaha

[Verse 1]
Choking up a f*ckboy neck, yeah
Ripping his eyes out his skull
Tell me who tryna flex next, b*tch?
Seeing red like a wild bull
Coming in and takin' your b*tch, yeah
Make that hoe split on my di*k, yeah
Hit that b*tch lickety-split, yeah
Young Sweet Jones be the pimp, yeah
Chopper wanna get ya' ass knocked off (Yeah, yeah)
Coming with the axe like a Choctaw (Yeah, yeah)
Blowing big smoke like a Rasta (Yeah, yeah)
Slicky the f*cking Don Dada (Yeah, yeah)

[Chorus]
I can't keep my Glock tucked, yeah
Every day, b*tch, holler bust, yeah
Insane, I done went nuts, yeah
Drain his blood out in a tub, b*tch
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
[Verse 2]
Switchblade comin' at your neck, yeah
Watch how this white boy flex, yeah
Glorify murder, what's next? Yeah
Killin' spree? Uh-huh, check, yeah
Boy got a couple damn screws loose, yeah
Codeine sittin' in my juice, yeah
Sittin' back, hollering out "f*ck you!" Yeah
Got an issue, f*ckboy? Me too, yeah
Killin' everythin' in sight, yeah
Killing myself? I just might, yeah
Every time I go and get high, yeah
Start seein' red in the sky, yeah
b*tch, I'm the devil in the flesh, yeah
Devil got a new dress, yeah
"Cut Throat" tatted on my neck
f*ckboy, what's next?

[Chorus]
I can't keep my Glock tucked, yeah
Every day, b*tch, holler bust, yeah
Insane, I done went nuts, yeah
Drain his blood out in a tub, b*tch
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? b*tch!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck you!
f*ck who? f*ck—