Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
In my head I go
In my head I go
In my head I go
In my head I go psycho
Car around the light post
F*cking on a white hoe
That ain't my hoe
In my head I go psycho
Car around the light post
F*cking on a white hoe
That ain't my hoe
Bullets hit him I know he die tastefully
Hating niggas waiting on my patiently
Load with a clip I bet he run brasily
Chill out you moving to hastily
Talking steady pull up when you ready now that I go the bass and it heavy
Pocket Percocet you pop one already
I'm smoking that gas till my eyelids get heavy like
I just been blinded by the flash that created from the picture
I don't care about the cash little nigga I just want prescriptions
Now I'm all about the bag cause I know that's what your ass isn't getting
Now I know they in your ass with that lil blick and I know that they hitting it
When I pull up through the city
Lil boy he look down on his ops
Pull up you know they stay with me
We getting chased by the cops
Speeding I'm hitting 150
Cutting cross corners and blocks
Damn it I know I ain't tripping
We ain't finna get stopped
In my head I go psycho
Car around the light post
F*cking on a white hoe
That ain't my hoe
In my head I go psycho
Car around the light post
F*cking on a white hoe
That ain't my hoe