SEDJRØ - P$YCHØ SØLJAS (feat. 3dgy Boi & RASSCAL) Lyrics

Yuh
Grrrrrrrrrr, yuh
AY, AY , AY , AY
Yuh
D-D-D Boogie on the beat, this is a hit
Yo Fridge, turn this bitch up
Yuh, yessirrr
When you hear that "grr" sound
Ya'll know wagwan
Yeah, grrr, let's go
And I'm poppin' this gas, but I'm not talkin' loud
Bein' reckless, we pop shots at the crowd
DMV P$YCHØ, you know we up now
We the kings up here, bitch, go ahead bow
And we can shake hands, but we not makin' vows
Turn this bitch up, Fridge , I like how it sounds
Turn this bitch up, Fridge , I like how it sounds
Yeah, yeah, I like how it sounds
We the best in the East
Told all them goofies, they cannot compete
We all gon' spazz, when we hop on the beat
Livin' the life in them luxury suites
Facin' them bowls, take it straight from the Gleeb
Damn, I run up my paper, I'm stackin' my green
All of these bitches in love
In reality, I think that shit was just really a scheme
Yeah it's really a scheme
Rasscal and Sedjrø
The P$YCHØKNØT team
Takin' a risk, like a sport that's extreme
I remember them days up in Merrill
Tryna' figure out how we gon' run up them streams
Nowadays we do shows and crazy f*ckin' moshes
F*ck out my face if you ain't into moshin'
The squad full of jumpers, no one goin' harder
Sacrifice, hustle, imitating martyrs
I sat at the table, I ain't need to barter
Some pimp gave me knowledge
I threw him a quarter
Then took it right back and headed out the border
And I'm chillin' in Mexico, call it imported
I'm chillin' with Shawty and she call me Papi
I'm chill with my grind
They steady tryna copy
I'm good with my business, can't nobody stop me
I make moves in silence why they tryna watch me? ahh
AY, AY, AY, AY, AY, AY, AY, AY
AY, AY, AY, AY, AY, AY, AY
I'm hittin' your bitch from the motherf*ckin' back
I'm racking these bars by the motherf*ckin' stack
They say 3dgy l3oi , why the f*ck you say that
F*cked up in the head, and you know that's a fact
Ay, yuh, bitch get the f*ck out my way
Stay in your motherf*cking lane ay yuh
I take your clique, I take your game
Take your bitch, I take your chain
I'm f*ckin' lit, I'm f*ckin' insane, ayy
Bitch, I'ma let it rip
Bitch, I ain't take no shit
Ya'll can suck my dick and catch this fist
Bitch, I'm tweakin' off k
Can't stop feelin' my face
Insane in the brain
Got demons that I gotta tame
I might go Kurt Cobain
Cause I been poppin' real hot
Like a motherf*ckin' skillet
Haters said I couldn't, so I went ahead, did it
Haters said I couldn't, so I went ahead, did it
Haters said I couldn't, so I went ahead, did it
Poppin' real hot like a motherf*ckin' skillet
Haters said I couldn't, so I went ahead, did it
Haters said I couldn't, so I went ahead, did it
Yeah, yeah so I went ahead, did it
Nowadays bitches wanna text me
Bitch, I don't know you, don't text me
Bitch, I don't know you, don't text me
Bitch, I don't know you, don't text me
Ay, how you ain't know we ain't give a f*ck, ayy
Feelings get hurt, we don't give a f*ck, ayy
Shawty said she want me, I don't give a f*ck, ayy
But if we talkin' business, then I'll give a f*ck, ayy
Crazy f*ckin' world that we livin' in, ayy
People pray to God then go sin again , ayy
Crazy f*ckin' world that we livin' in, ayy
People pray to God then go sin again, ayy
And that's how people be when they strugglin', ayy
That's how people be when they strugglin', ayy
Two to three jobs that they jugglin', ayy
Two to three jobs that they jugglin', ayy