DBK, 884Phxbia – PSYCHO Lyrics
Artist: DBK, 884Phxbia
Song: PSYCHO
〈chorus: dbk〉
b#tch, i’m packing that glock when i walk out the house
And i keep me a seal like a muhf#ckin’ scout
And yo’ daddy a rat so you must be a mouse
Got that boy in this sh#t what you talkin about?
Choppa hit his sh#t, now he lookin’ retarded
Bought a glock in this b#tch, i’ma f#ck up the party
Glock with the scope and a beam
But i put a bud on that b#tch
Cut ’em up like a garden
b#tch
Got a shotty on me, that’s a kill, tech
f#ckin on yo’ thotty, and i think that she a red-head
I just caught a body, plus that n#gg# was a dread-head
Two shots hits his top, leave a p#ss# n#gg# dead, dead
What the f#ck, b#tch?
Grab me a lil’ choppa, let it bust, b#tch
Caught him like a sauna, make him run, b#tch
n#gg#, 555, i ain’t done b#tch
〈verse 1: dbk〉
Ak47 finna send him to the medic
I got all the guap, all the money, all the lettuce
Cut a n#gg# up, i’ma leave a n#gg# shredded
And that n#gg# is a b#tch, yeah, that sh#t in his genetics
He tried to get away, he got his foot on the pedal
I got that fire, that iron, the metal
And i came with that heater, that muhf#ckin’ kettle
Said he toting a stick but you told him to red us
Nah, that sh#t is dirty
I just be killin’ them beats just like murder
Shot at the b#tch, i didn’t mean to hurt him
And that b#tch tried to f#ck but i had to curve her
Pushin’ them shots at your area n#gg#
I put that boy in a barrel n#gg#
Shot yo b#tch and now you carry her n#gg#
What, you think i’m finna spare you n#gg#?
〈verse 2: kaisani〉
He wanna fight it out with a real n#gg#
I’m gon’ leave his dumbass surrounded by chalk
I got the choppa on me, on my trigger and gives a f#ck, boa, when i talk to my glock?
Why the f#ck you wanna touch me, n#gg#?
b#tch i’m a dog, like a husky, n#gg#
You n#gg#s b#tches, you musty, n#gg#
I got yo’ b#tch, she might bust me, n#gg#
b#tch, yeah
My friends’ call me kani
Bullets wrapped around my body
She gon’ suck it, do it sloppy
Kill a n#gg#, that’s my hobby
And my flow is f#ckin’ godly
Choppa on me, that’s (?), my n#gg#, what the f#ck like?
b#tch change your bullet, lil’ n#gg#
Choppa get to hummin’, kid cud’ lil’ n#gg#, ugh
b#tch i’m with the gang, cannot touch me n#gg#
Why the f#ck amanda wanna suck me, n#gg#?
Uhmm, that’s beyond me
Choppa gon’ sing like beyoncé
n#gg#s cannot see me, john cena, mane
All the stupid b#tches cannot lick on me, b#tch
n#gg#s know i’m not the type to try, though
Had a n#gg# run it back like a typo
That b#tch wanna f#ck, she not my type, though
Ever since a youngin’, i’ve been a psycho
〈chorus: dbk〉
b#tch, i’m packing that glock when i walk out the house
And i keep me a seal like a muhf#ckin’ scout
And yo’ daddy a rat so you must be a mouse
Got that boy in this sh#t what you talkin about?
Choppa hit his sh#t, now he lookin’ retarded
Bought a glock in this b#tch, i’ma f#ck up the party
Glock with the scope and a beam
But i put a bud on that b#tch
Cut ’em up like a garden
b#tch
Got a shotty on me, that’s a kill, tech
f#ckin’ on yo’ thotty, and i think that she a red-head
I just caught a body, plus that n#gg# was a dread-head
Two shots hits his top, leave a p#ss# n#gg# dead, dead
What the f#ck, b#tch?
Grab me a lil’ choppa, let it bust, b#tch
Caught him like a sauna, make him run, b#tch
n#gg#, 555, i ain’t done
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DBK, 884Phxbia Lyrics – PSYCHO
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Release Year: 2021