Текст песни Might Go Psycho - Bambú
Please
don't
let
the
beer
belly
and
bushy
beard
fool
you
Still
a
red
horse
chuggin'
filipino
shaka
zulu
In
a
psycho
realm
crewneck
- born
to
raise
music
Out
a
neighborhood
who's
schools
had
no
arts
budget
to
do
shit
"Ay
yo,
grab
my
uncle
abraham's
berretta
out
the
drawer!"
Let's
go
jimmy
us
a
minivan
and
roll
around
See
what
kind
of
trouble
we
can
get
in
when
the
sun
goes
down
Second
class
citizen
and
prison
ain't
no
fuckin'
sweat
My
uncle
ain't
gonna'
trip
'cause
they
done
boosted
up
my
uncle's
rent
Tic
toc
- if
you
listen
close
you'll
hear
the
clickin'
sound
Mechanism
trigger
spark
the
powder
metal
flyin'
out
Bulls
how
we
buck
you
hit
the
dirt
like
a
cowboy
Run
like
you
ricky
i
hop
out
like
i'm
doughboy
A
old
pinoy
ice
cube
sick
jacken
for
beats
Shellin'
hella
propaganda
like
a
north
korean
factory...
I
might
go
psycho
Hotboxin'
in
a
minivan
Cantonese
ak47
straight
from
pakistan
Please
don't
let
the
beer
belly
and
pampadour
fool
you
Lapu
lapu
on
the
head
of
magellan
i'm
fuckin'
brutal
Tattooing
you
with
bullets
so
you
do
not
get
mislead
Drill
a
hole
into
your
skull
and
leave
you
redder
than
canelo's
head
Lift
those
arms
up
give
me
all
your
fuckin'
dough
Iphones
credit
cards
anything
that's
made
of
gold
Run
that
- straight
to
my
chilean
homie
ti-tere
He
gone
flip
it
two
to
three
different
times
down
tijuana
way
Shady
maybe,
baby,
it's
difficult
livin'
day
to
day
I'm
pacqiuao
chasin'
money
while
it's
flashy
but
he
run
away
I
don't
know
what
the
fuck
you
thought
it
was
Shake,
muthufukkuh,
we
unstable
with
no
prescription
drugs
Fuck
you
and
fuck
whatever
made
up
neighborhood
you
claim
I'll
get
jumped
in
your
rival
gang
Just
to
blow
out
your
fuckin'
brains
(Hook)
Please
don't
let
the
beer
belly
and
peace
talk
confuse
you
I
been
broke
since
kindergarten
don't
take
much
for
me
to
shoot
you
Shady
ass
promoters
try
duck
me
like
a
low
beam
Money
make
a
person
turn
to
greed
like
it's
no
thing
I
understand
the
way
they've
been
conditioned
to
think
like
But
the
principle's
what
got
my
filipino's
all
uptight
Funny
type
accent
but
ain't
smiled
in
a
month
And
he
would
cave
your
fuckin'
chest
in
if
i
just
bought
him
a
lunch
We
on
that
third
world
fresh
off
of
a
war
ready
to
go
While
most
these
kids
who
rap
the
Toughest
wouldn't
move
to
fight
a
cold
I
know
i
might
go
psycho
Heard
police
was
tappin'
comps
but
what
the
fuck
do
i
know
I
know
that
a
bullet
get
more
change
than
a
vote
do
Street
platoon
patrollin'
neighborhoods
like
it's
0-2
Trust,
fool,
i
still
got
my
uncle's
old
beretta
Droppin'
knowledge
like
i
punched
your
class
professor!
Credits
Released
April
25,
2018
Recorded
by
Fatgums
at
the
Beatrock
Music
Compound
Mixed
by
Federico
"c
sik"
Lopez
Mastered
by
Fatgums
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