Psycho - Danielle Bradbery

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