Gudda Gudda - Psycopath lyrics

rate me

Ok, gudda times 2, double g you know the name

Running circles round you squares

Man I swear these niggas lame

And I’m sippin on the slow mo,

My eyes are very low low

Toss your girl and then she come right back

Just like a yoyo

Fucking with me is a no-no, knock that hammer on the 44

Take your girl and make her suck below the belt

Yeah that’s a low blow

I’m a big dog you a toto, shoot you like a photo

One deep riding solo, still get it poppin like a no dolph

All black, ski mask, red bandana

Coming down your chimney, all red like santa

Music spike the fan up, twizzy roll the dutch

And we gonn get retarded like the short yellow bus

Bitch I’m talking reckless, 50 thousand for the necklace

I’m the one who bring the drama

To the beats I’m young and reckless

I’m marching while I’m stepping

Your money’s what I’m reppin

Niggas better tuck they bitches

If they got em in my section

[Hook]

Not a reporter but I put you on the news too

I’m a skyscraper, just with all the screws loose

Tell the nurse I need my fucking meds

Potatot on the toast, where that fucking bread

Nigga, I’m a motherfucking psycopath

When you die I have the right to laugh

I’m a motherfucking psycopath,

And I’m gonn let the mask

I strike you jacka swag

I swear be a g ...shouting out my team, I’am forever rep

Only reason your girl frim faithful,

Is cause I ain’t met her yet

Boy your mind together is what you bear to get

Take something of mine, I cut your arm short like bill belacheck

Grown man games, grown man talk, grown man ape

But if I’m on my lazy shi, I got young boys that will leave a grown man sling

I never grown man slang, bang, while I’m seeing b gang

And that tec send you to trauma, that’s that t pain

I’m singing I’m in love with my trigger

Hanging out the window, ski mask on

Tearing shit up, something like I lean is

Cousin in menace, when he took cain out

Fuck you and the niggas, we could bang out

You wailing for respect, I’m on the same route

Niggas talking that dumb shit,

But that dumb shit is what my game bout

On grown man jewelry, oh shit cloudy

Like it’s bout to rain out

Me and gudda are tear down this motherfucker

Rebuild it, renovate it, been deja motherfucker

[Hook]

Not a reporter but I put you on the news too

I’m a skyscraper, just with all the screws loose

Tell the nurse I need my fucking meds

Potatot on the toast, where that fucking bread

Nigga, I’m a motherfucking psycopath

When you die I have the right to laugh

I’m a motherfucking psycopath,

And I’m gonn let the mask

I strike you jacka swag

I’m a lunatic, psycopath, put me in my straight jacket

I call my choppas, head sticks and I don’t play magic

I’m causing straight havoc, new orlean straight savage

Versace on me, yeah I got expensive taste habits

Hands on the steering wheel, watch me make this bitch squirl

Pop the clutch, pop the dutch, smoke and watch the bitch burn

I’m coming for my spot, lames get dome check

If we was on the yard, I need a car, you getting phone check

Rookie I’m a grown vet, all red carve yet

I got my stripes in the streets like a war vet

Your girl starin, watch the pussy getting loose, loose

And I’ma go psycho in that pussy, cause my screws loose

[Hook]

Not a reporter but I put you on the news too

I’m a skyscraper, just with all the screws loose

Tell the nurse I need my fucking meds

Potatot on the toast, where that fucking bread

Nigga, I’m a motherfucking psycopath

When you die I have the right to laugh

I’m a motherfucking psycopath,

And I’m gonn let the mask

I strike you jacka swag.