Songtexte Psycho - Ken Car$on

I'm a psycho, rock the show, fuck the bitch all night, though
Wrap a bitch-ass up like a gyro
You get hit with the CO2 pyro
We gon' shoot the smoke out of these flames
Bet you never had a nigga like me, ho
Shawty used to fuckin' with lames

I'm used to countin' up checks on private jets
You know my phone on silent
Pet, yeah, shawty my dog, she ridin'
Don't want no new bitches, they be connivin'
I jump right on the beat and start slidin'
I jump right in your bitch, I'm divin'
I'm tryna reach a new level, I'm strivin'

I'm tryna fly a bad bitch to the island, we in Punta Cana
Shawty just got a new tan, look like she fresh out the sauna
Oh, you bad as hell, you got your looks from your mama
I'm on ten about my bitch, I'm with all the drama
Bitch, I fully function off these drugs, I'm a legend
Now I'm at the top, I'm lookin' down at all of these peasants

I was whippin' the Lamborghini, stopped at the light, they tell me to rev it
I'm a real vampire, can't catch me out 'fore eleven
Gamblin' with my life, I'm tryna hit me a seven
Her mind dollar signs, she tryna cop some new titties
I can't go, when it come to these hoes, I'm a pro with these bitches
I ain't stressin' 'bout that pussy, I don't even want the head

I just be focused on me, yeah, gotta stay focused on me
I just be rockin' these shows from coast to coast, five hundred a week
I ran that shit up, but I ain't never been to a track meet
Lately it feel like money the only thing that attract me
I mean money the only thing I'm attracted to
I'm a stand up guy, I don't need no gang to do what I do
I put them pounds on a plane and flew right straight to Europe
If a rap nigga keep talkin' shit, we gon' put his bitch ass on a mural

But that's how it get for sure, I'm holdin' my stick for sure
Stay off of these drugs, I'm loaded
These niggas can't kick, I'm catchin' they hoes, yeah, yeah, I'm the goalie
I'm a real psycho, Pat Bateman ain't got nothin' on me
Yeah-yeah

I'm a psycho, rock the show, fuck the bitch all night, though
Wrap a bitch-ass up like a gyro
You get hit with the CO2 pyro
We gon' shoot the smoke out of these flames
Bet you never had a nigga like me, ho
Shawty used to fuckin' with lames

I'm used to countin' up checks on private jets
You know my phone on silent
Pet, yeah, shawty my dog, she ridin'
Don't want no new bitches, they be connivin'
I jump right on the beat and start slidin'
I jump right in your bitch, I'm divin'
I'm tryna reach a new level, I'm strivin'