Текст Jarren Benton – Psycho. Groupie. Cocaine. Crazy. (Remix)
Текст:
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Really want to go
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-
Fuck what you represent, bitch you irrelevant, dead is how I prefer presidents
You niggas pussy and so is your next of kin you should go switch up your regiment
Allergic to fuck niggas I need a EpiPen, rappers be acting they thespians
She suck my dick but she lesbian, bitches too clingy need severance
I get to the bag like I’m taking out trash, if she bust it open I break out the cash
Respect the O.G’s because they laid out the path, I bully you niggas just wait after class
I wake up and fuck and I ain’t gotta ask, if I’m on that bitch you know J bout to spazz
R.I.P Nip pour some drink out the flask, salute to my nigga lets raise our glass
I move like I’m Tony Soprano, got stones in the ring like the shit that’s on Thanos
These niggas be cooning, they’re modern day Sambo’s, throw Molotov Cocktails in all of their Lambos
I wipe all the prints off the cases of ammo, the K on the mantle, I spray up your bando
Blood stain on your flannel, your brain get dismantled, I murder you niggas to make an example you bitch
PSYCHO
Ooh ya, yo bitch a
GROUPIE
Ooh ya, when I’m on
COCAINE
Ooh ya, Bitch I go
CRAZY, oh ya bitch I go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-
Father forgive me my thoughts a bit heavy, might murder my friends YMW Melly
These niggas want beef I might start up deli, go deep in her throat, she done vomit already
Got puke on my dick, that’s her mamas spaghetti, the black Jason Vorhees I swung the machete
My brother a felon got guns in the Chevy, it’s Benton the Bully, you bums are not ready
My love for these bitches is tainted, I pull on her hair and I fuck like a cave man
No time for these hoes due to prior arrangements, you niggas are clowns I don’t find entertaining
My mind on the money no time for complaining, I ride on my enemies, find them and spray em
Need soldiers and tanks if you’re trying to tame him, my foot on their neck nigga I am not playing
Please do not bother bitch he’s off his rocker, the shit that I tote knock the P off your Prada
Was raised by the wolves didn’t see our fathers, I dropped out of school didn’t need almamater
Keep popping that shit, I pull up at your office
You niggas just workers, I murk all your bosses
Oh I’m being modest dog you should take caution, the brass knuckle bully put you in a coffin
PSYCHO
Ooh ya, yo bitch a
GROUPIE
Ooh ya, when I’m on
COCAINE
Ooh ya, Bitch I go
CRAZY, oh ya bitch I go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie cocaine crazy
Really want to go
Psycho, groupie, cocaine, crazy
Psycho groupie coke
Makes you high, makes you hide
Do you really want to go-
Psycho! Groupie! Cocaine! Crazy!