Psychosis (feat. Pintscored)

Brr, choppo

Choppas on me they go, dun-dun-dun-dun

And I'm high in the bitch, I might jump of the roof

I don't drink no liquor, but I cop a deuce

Get off of that junk and I start to feel loose

Form me a blunt and get out of my body

Off of the drugs, get a feelin' hypnotic

Jump on the beat and I kill a hot shot

You fuck around, bitch, you get popped like a hot seat

Fuck around, bitch, you get slapped, smacked down

If it's modern, it's up, I won't back down

They'll get that money for real, I'm a cash cow

Got that Glock on me, make it go blak-blak

I'm with them shooters, that's all, ain't no big round

Ain't no honor glock, ain't big to get dead down

I know you not hard, 'cause you follow your **** 'round

Put on my mask, I'm ready to creep

There ain't an op in my block, I can't breathe

Pestering my hoes, I'm a mo'fuckin' chief

Ride that bitch up with a leaf, it's a key

Ride that bitch up like a big-ass backwoods

Hop out looking like I just hit a fat dude

For the racks, I'll turn into a big crew

Young Choppo on the hoe like a fish hook

Young Sharp is a hoe

Number two pencil, get to the beat, I'll near you tenfold

Beefin' with me is not really essential

Run up out here, fuck your ass right in the temple

Fuck all your friends, all these bitches be federal

Smokin' on gasoline, you know this shit medical

Spray that pack while you smokin', I'll kill 'em all

Y'all gon' eat me up just like the edible

How 'bout I boaw this **** off my hip?

Lil' ass ****, he'll shoot too little (too little? One more time)

There ain't no block work where this don't scale me

I'm on the drill, I ain't bringing no air

Since I hit it 5, just 10 out of 10

Might spend all them miles in a suit wearing heavy

Fake ass opp, he just like a stick

I got the truck coming through cutting bread

I'm checking the start and shit getting lit

This shit look retarded, it's real as it get

It's real going to target, so why I creep?

I catch an opp, put his ass underneath

Man put the dirty ass opp in a leaf

Up on the block on the top, it's a sweep

Bad ho hang on to dick like a tree

Pretty ho eat up the dick like a tree

Brand new truck, got it fuck up the street

Y'all **** hoes ain't never even creep

But I don't try to see what he talking about

**** a ho', how the fuck you ain't pop out?

Drawin from the hot hole, young **** pop out

Put your ass a red on the shirt, you like, "Ta-da"

My pride, but I'll blow, pop out

All them need prayers, just tell 'em, "Allah"

All that dancing, you know that I pop out

Feel like the cold, said, "The way that I call out"

But I'm just endin' my pain when I fall out

He in this creep, man, his ass on the side like

Hang out with BoJ, find him a doctor

Walk or die, you know he creep

This shit so stagnant, it's seeded in lean

Glide through the tent, try to fuck up the speed

I catch opp, it's a pay day we eat