Official Single: Psycho/Психопат

Official Single: Psycho/Психопат
by American rapper: Post Malone
featuring guest vocals from American singer: Ty Dolla Sign
Album: Beerbongs & Bentleys (2018)
Released: February 23, 2018
Genre: Hip-hop/rap
Written by Louis Bell, Ty Dolla $ign & Post Malone
Label: UMG Recordings, Inc. & Republic Records
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[Chorus: Post Malone]
 [bad word]  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 [bad word]  ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the [bad word] ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, " [bad word]  this is it," ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that [bad word] lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we could send in the rent'
And I'm like "Woah, man, my neck so [bad word] cold”
Diamonds weigh, my teeths is sore
I got homies, let it blow, 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]
 [bad word]  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
Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' [bad word] 
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 [bad word] drop (hey)
Uh, 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 VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

[Chorus: Post Malone]
 [bad word]  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

Songwriters: Austin Post / Tyrone Griffin

Psycho lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Song Discussions Is Protected By U.S. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.

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