Psycho (Explicit)

Psycho (Explicit) - Post Malone/Ty Dolla $ign

Lyrics by：Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin/Carl Austin Rosen

Composed by：Louis Bell/Austin Post/Tyrone Griffin/Carl Austin Rosen

Produced by：Louis Bell/Post Malone

Post Malone：

D**n my AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends though

You stuck in the friend zone I tell that four-five the fifth ayy

Hunnid bands inside my shorts DeChino the s**t ayy

Try to stuff it all in but it don't even fit ayy

Know that I been with the s**ts ever since a jit ayy

I made my first million I'm like "s**t this is it" ayy

30 for a walkthrough man we had that b***h lit ayy

Had so many bottles gave ugly girl a sip

Out the window of the Benzo we get seen in the rent'

And I'm like "Woah man my neck so godd**n cold"

Diamonds wet my t-shirt soaked

I got homies let it go oh

My money thick won't ever fold

She said "Can I have some to hold"

And I can't ever tell you no

D**n my AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends though

Ty Dolla $ign：

The AP goin' psycho my Rollie goin' brazy

I'm hittin' lil' mama she wanna have my babies

It's fifty on the pinky chain so stanky

You should see the whip promise I can take yo' b***h

Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy it's a drop top

Boolin' with a thot-thot she gon' give me top-top

Just one switch I can make the a*s drop

Hey

Ayy take you to the smoke shop

We gon' get high ayy we gon' hit Rodeo

Dial up Valentino we gon' hit Pico

Take you where I'm from take you to the slums

This ain't happen overnight no these diamonds real bright

Saint Laurent jeans still in my Vans though

All VVS' put you in a necklace

Girl you look beautiful tonight

Stars on the roof they matching with the jewelry

Post Malone：

D**n my AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

My AP goin' psycho lil' mama bad like Michael

Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you

My roof look like a no-show got diamonds by the boatload

Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends though