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Moneybagg Yo – Pyscho Mode Lyrics
[Intro]
Aye, I’m in pyscho mode(pyscho mode)
Uh, I’m a crazy head
Yeah, hey
[Chorus]
Stop actin’ gangster on the gram(stop)
My street credit authentic caps lock, yours spam(paper)
Full of lean at interscope wit’ ruffles in my hand(high)
2 rings, 80 bands, drippin’ Gucci, dapper Dan
Got me fly like a kite(like a kite), like a kite(like a kite), like a kite(kite), took off outta sight(pew, pew)
I can see the light, white
Houses just like heaven
Garage in my master bedroom
And the Wraith got Delta legroom(skrt)
[Verse]
I don’t [?] wit’ niggas at all like some white folks(you crazy)
I’m a pyscho, iced out, money Michael
You’re pockets Lipo, he hurtin’ get a medic pillow
Pillow talkin’, that’s pathetic
Might get dry fit, I ain’t sweatin’ it
Pay my ties wit’ the fifties, wipe my ass wit’ the hundreds
First she love then she dump me, wishy washy like the laundry
Shootin’ dice like it’s Jumanji, in the jungle with the monkeys
Grip her head, I’m hella scrunchy, eat me up, she got the munchies
Then you tweet about one bitch
And then your other hoes got mad at you(yeah)
Copy and paste in the same text, like where the [?] you goin’ to?(ha)
It’s the same nigga sendin’ shots(it’s twice), he 0 and 2
I had [?] his wife and on his birthday, think he know it too(damn)
Bank account, three commas(a trey baby), that’s no typo
Gangster grill, DJ Drama(sheesh), my teeth a light show
Told them niggas get from ’round me, that’s a iso
I can’t let ’em cross me up(what’s that called?)
That’s a ivo(I’m ballin’ tho’)
[Chorus]
Stop actin’ gangster on the gram(stop)
My street credit authentic caps lock, yours spam(paper)
Full of lean at interscope wit’ ruffles in my hand(high)
2 rings, 80 bands, drippin’ Gucci, dapper Dan
Got me fly like a kite(like a kite), like a kite(like a kite), like a kite(kite), took off outta sight(pew, pew)
I can see the light, white
Houses just like heaven
Garage in my master bedroom
And the Wraith got Delta legroom(skrt)
[Outro]
I’ma pyschom I-I’ma pyscho, I’m-I’m-I’ma pyscho
Iced out, money Michael
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