Psycho (Explicit)

Psycho (Explicit) - Dixie/Rubi Rose

Composed by：Dixie D'Amelio/Claire Chicha/Cooper Holzman/Paris Douglas/Peter Joseph Fenn/Randall Hammers/Rubi Rose Benton

Psycho

Dixie：

Might go psycho if you let go

There's a side of me that you don't know

Yeah

If you fool me then you'll see somethin' that ain't pretty

There's a side of me that you don't know

Lyin' to my face

Told me she was a friend

Saturday night and you're at it again

Keep pullin' this s**t

You're pushing me close to the edge

Dixie/Rubi Rose：

You turn me to a psycho

Lookin' for some dirt in your old phone

Talking to the girls that you might know

Hello

Never really thought I'd be the type though

You turn me to a psycho

Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed

Pullin' out the glitter on your new clothes

Never really thought I'd be the type though

To turn into a psycho

Yeah Rubi

Rubi Rose：

Crazy really your type

I got a screenshot of every single picture you like

You got a hundred best friends none of them named Mike

Callin' everybody sis where was you last night

You gon' really turn a saint to a lunatic

Can't be disturbed in the peace boy you ludicrous

Your phone ringin' past twelve don't know who it is

I'ma need a straitjacket when I'm through with this s**t

Dixie：

Lyin' to my face

Told me she was a friend

Saturday night and you're at it again

Keep pullin' this s**t

You're pushing me close to the edge

You turn me to a psycho

Lookin' for some dirt in your old phone

Talking to the girls that you might know

Hello

Never really thought I'd be the type though

You turn me to a psycho

Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed

Pullin' out the glitter on your new clothes

Never really thought I'd be the type though

To turn into a psycho

Your phone's off you don't talk

You're silent and lip locked

There's somethin' you don't want me to know

Lyin' to my face

Told me she was a friend

Saturday night and you're at it again

Keep pullin' this s**t

You're pushing me close to the edge

You turn me to a psycho

Lookin' for some dirt in your old phone

Yeah yeah

Talking to the girls that you might know

Hello

Never really thought I'd be the type though

You turn me to a psycho

Ooh

Pullin' up receipts when your eyes closed

Your eyes closed

Pullin' out the glitter on your new clothes

Ooh

Never really thought I'd be the type though

To turn into a psycho

Ooh

You got me turnin' to a

Turnin' to a psycho

Never really thought I'd be the type though

To turn into a psycho