Psycho Post Malone
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Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youDis
My roof look like a Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosGis
My AP goin' Dis
psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a
Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, thoughYou stuck in the
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friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayyDis
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayyGis
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayyGis
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayyI
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made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayyDis
Thirty for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayyGis
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sipGis
Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent'And I'm like
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"woah"Dis
Man, my neck so goddamn coldDis
Diamonds weigh my teeth is Gis
soreGis
I got homies, let it blow, Dis
oh, ohDis
My money thick, won't ever foldShe said, "Can I have some to
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hold?"Gis
And I can never tell you noDamn, my AP goin'
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psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youDis
My roof look like a Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosGis
My AP goin' Dis
psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a
Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, thoughThe AP goin'
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psycho, my Rollie goin' brazyDis
We're hittin' lil' mamas, she wanna have my babiesSippy on the
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Panky, chain so stankyGis
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitchDolla ridin' in an
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old school Chevy, it's a drop topDis
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-topJust one
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switch, I can make the ass drop (ayy)Gis
Uh, take you to the smoke shopWe gon' get
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high, ayy, we gon' hit RodeoDis
Dolla Valentino, we gon' hit PicoTake you where I'm
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from, take you to the slumsGis
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real brightSaint Laurent
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jeans, still in my Vans thoughDis
All VVS's, put you in a necklaceGirl, you look
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beautiful tonightGis
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelryDamn, my AP goin'
Dis
psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youDis
My roof look like a Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozosGis
My AP goin' Dis
psycho, lil' mama bad like MichaelDis
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on youMy roof look like a
Gis
no-show, got diamonds by the boatloadGis
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, thoughNajpopularniejsze piosenki Post Malone
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