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    Post Malone feat. Ty Dolla $ign – Psycho [2018]

    Künstler:
    Post MaloneTy Dolla $ign

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Damn, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though

    [Verse 1: Post Malone]
    You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
    Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
    Try to stuff it all in, but it don’t even fit, ayy
    Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
    I made my first million, I’m like, “Shit, this is it,” ayy
    30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ayy
    Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
    Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent’
    And I’m like “Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold”
    Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
    I got homies, let it go, oh
    My money thick, won’t ever fold
    She said, “Can I have some to hold?”
    And I can’t ever tell you no

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Damn, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though

    [Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
    The AP goin’ psycho, my Rollie goin’ brazy
    I’m hittin’ lil’ mama, she wanna have my babies
    It’s fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
    You should see the whip, promise I can take yo’ bitch
    Dolla ridin’ in an old school Chevy, it’s a drop top
    Boolin’ with a thot-thot, she gon’ give me top-top
    Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (Hey)
    Ayy, take you to the smoke shop
    We gon’ get high, ayy, we gon’ hit Rodeo
    Dial up Valentino, we gon’ hit Pico
    Take you where I’m from, take you to the slums
    This ain’t happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
    Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
    All VVS’, put you in a necklace
    Girl, you look beautiful tonight
    Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

    [Chorus: Post Malone]
    Damn, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
    My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
    Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
    My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
    Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though


    Künstler:
    Post MaloneTy Dolla $ign


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