Post Malone – Psycho (feat. Ty Dolla $ign)


Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though
Try to stuff it all in, but it don’t even fit, ayy
Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh
And I can never tell you no
We gon’ get high, ayy, we gon’ hit Rodeo

My money thick, won’t ever fold
Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent’
Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
The AP goin’ psycho, my Rollie goin’ brazy
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Take you where I’m from, take you to the slums
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
Dolla ridin’ in an old school Chevy, it’s a drop top
Don’t act like you my friend when I’m rollin’ through my ends, though

We’re hittin’ lil’ mamas, she wanna have my babies
Saint Laurent jean, still in my Vans though
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo’ bitch
[Chorus: Post Malone]
Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
[Verse 1: Post Malone]

[Chorus: Post Malone]
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy

Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

30 for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayy
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
This ain’t happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload

Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
I made my first million, I’m like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
Diamonds weigh my teeth is sore
Just one swish, I can make the ass drop (ayy)
Man, my dash so goddamn cold
Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
[Chorus: Post Malone]
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
Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky
My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
Dolla Valentino, we gon’ hit Pico
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
And I’m like "woah"
Yeah, my AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
My AP goin’ psycho, lil’ mama bad like Michael
Can’t really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Boolin’ with a thot-thot, she gon’ give me top-top
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]