Yeah I think that I'm about to go psycho
Zero to a hundred if your mom wanna fight though
I'm only half fifty percent like I go
Saving a fool when we go collide ride or die slow
Hammer with the force lights glow till the rise close
Can I control my chokes my dark side shows
I'm on top of cutter tie a domes like your minds blow
Get the scare three two onewho you gonna call
F**k them up make a recipe blowing up their phones
Cause you all alone against the beast
Raise your team painted squads
Watch them call the panic eyes
Watch under the manus flaws
Hundred verse their damage
Scars get the spot plan that you gon' screw me
Join the clubbody needed grooving
Better join the glove
Take your soul blow through the seats
Now you join the glove from the phantom how I moved in
Tell her join the glove who's your joking
Wanna fight me gotta be smoking
Divine tree cause I never spoke to you highly
Even when I throw you on my sidekick try to provoke
And your entire team will end up hoping you surviving
You know that's closer to pop dream when I ever woke
And when I sleep push me and point to the fault
At the edge for the sake of your views
Laugh and destroy all I got
Smiles faker than you
My team drawing the stars
We took an upstate for food
See my boy got the salt let's go
It's going straight to your wounds
Pushing been all that's false
Man that's hella bad life you seem to lost
But I'm not here to tell her bad
Watch her show some heart
That's great it's going up the charts
Charts you think you got all the answers
I got the question marks
Like what
Who the hell do you think you are what you claim what
Put it to taking my hands down
Now my head's up to break this break it legal created
Yeah I've recording the sword is in order to race
Click what we know you're faking
Faking you can be saved if I see the way you like me
Fighting for the title of who is the greatest
Trust me the same it
Bust a bit drunk with the chances I gave it up
You can't waste it here
I think that I'm about to go psycho
Zero to a hundred if your mom wanna fight them
I'm only half fifty percent like psycho
Saving up from when we go collide ride or die slow
Hit them up with the force lights glow
Till the rocks close
Can I control my tongue
My dark side shows up on top of cot and tie your dome
Your mind blows ain't just dead three two one billion
Mine goes
