I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might though Walking on a tightrope

Can't do it just in spite though Backwards got my eyes low

I might just go psycho Backwards got my eyes low

I just left in the Porsche I'm going too fast I cannot slow it down

On my way to the morgue I'm dying young if I don't slow it down

Too much cash in the bag I'm burning it on Nothing can stop me now

Gave you one more chance You lost that shit and you just lost the crown

Said she love me but she lied though No evidence it's evident you lie slow

But I knew quick, go up, lose shit Changed my mind, I don't lose bitch

Might go blind, psychic, I just knew it I waste my time, I can't move it

It's making me go blind to this new shit I'm so clueless, saying this is old news

But you're not new, you're old news

I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might though Walking on a tightrope

I do it just in spite though Backwards got my eyes low

I might just go psycho Backwards got my eyes low

Spend my money where my time goes I got none else like those

Focus on my cash flow When lighting feel like Osho

Up all night I'm on the road See me they take photos, photos

I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes

I might just go psycho Too many drunk white hoes

Said I won't but I might though Walking on a tightrope

I do it just in spite though Backwards got my eyes low

I might just go psycho Backwards got my eyes low

I might just go psycho Up all night I'm on the road

When lighting feel like Osho Too many drunk white hoes