Songtext Psycho (yours truly: 2018) Danielle Bradbery

Psycho (yours truly: 2018)

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boat
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell the four-five the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino was it, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the hits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "Whoa, this is it," ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had the place lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave every girl a sip, ayy
Out the window in the Benzo, seen in the rent'
And I'm like, "Whoa, man, my neck is so cold”
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
I can never tell you no
No, I'll never tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boat
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Really trust nobody with all this jewelry on
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boat
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
I can never tell you no
No, I'll never tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, diamonds by the boat
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody, all this jewelry on
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boat
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though, oh
Oh yeah