Joey Trap, TOKYO’S REVENGE - Psycho lyrics
[Joey Trap, TOKYO’S REVENGE - Psycho lyrics]
(Ayy, ayy, ayy, yeah, what?)
Number one rule
She gon' suck the dick from the
Back if I ask her
Rule number two haha (Oh my god)
Uhmm, I don't have a dick, hahaha
Bitch I’ve been a fuckin' psycho
Since I was an infant
Kids a fuckin' monster
I feel like I’m Ben 10 niggas buggin' me
I don’t fuck with you insects
Heard you don’t want smoke, yeah
They’re scared of the incense
Feeling like I’m Tay-K
I’ll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear
This your last chance
I’m about my dollars my
Niggas don’t make sense
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like, Gucci on me, serpents on my collar
I don’t fuck with snakes
Stick on me, stick on, stick on me
Like some fucking tape
Her favorite hoodie, 444 and camo
She thought it was bape
OK her favorite kink, yeah, her favorite kink
She said it was rape
Yeah, you niggas is rats
Remindin' me of 6ix9ine
Water my neck remind me of a riptide
I tie her up she looking cute in zip ties
Thick thighs
She gon’ ride my dick like zip lines
"I was saying–
When are you gonna put me on a song?
Cause you keep- (in-audible reversed words) -
You probably scared because you already know
Once I get on that
I’m taking all your clout!"
Some of you never got no
Pussy and it fucking shows
Wish a nigga would
He gon' have to find the dragon balls
Posted on your girlfriends
Snapchat suckin' toes
Feeling kind of cute, might
Rob your boyfriend, i don’t know
Wristband on me running shit like Fitbit
Hit it from the back her spine
It twists like rip stick
Spit in her mouth and then I told her "Drink
Bitch"
Big drip got me feeling like a sink bitch
Big stick
On my body got me looking like I’m hiking ayy
I just caught a battery charge
Shock 'eem boy like lightning, uh
Blade on me like Meta Knight, get it right
Or get stabbed in the middle of the night, uh
I got bars like a pedal bike, fight a Dyke
Niggas talking shit like I
Won’t shoot em right, uh
I like your bitch, ooh, I do
You talking shit but who are you? Ooh
You in my DM's? Oh that’s ya BM?
Left him on read, like Suwoop
I work magic, like voodoo, uh
Niggas watch me, like YouTube
Make him disappear like Houdini, ayy
Now they try to find you like blues clues, uh
Bitch I’ve been a fuckin' psycho
Since I was an infant
Kids a fuckin' monster
I feel like I’m Ben 10 niggas buggin' me
I don’t fuck with you insects
Heard you don’t want smoke, yeah
They’re scared of the incense
Feeling like I’m Tay-K
I’ll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear
This your last chance
I’m about my dollars my
Niggas don’t make sense
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Look, okay, now you should pray for me
All the police always chased me, huh
Five bands on these Robin jeans
These not Old Navy, uh
My whip got no keys, I push
To start it, like Lil Baby, uh
I walk in the party with
My pistol, it's off safety, wait
That's kind of dangerous, Joey
You might never see light of day again, Joey
I'm trapped in these bars with
Some pay per view
Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet
Brodie
It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out
I be fuckin' on your bitch when it's nice out
Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now
Gotta keep a cap lock 'case
They wanna fight now (Bitch)
Then it's back to my case
I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace
I'ma need to date her to
Fuck at fuckin' my place
I won't tell a thooter where I live
She get the highway
(You can leave now) Bitch
Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant
All my bitches is poppin'
I never get limp dick
She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it
Don't spit" this ain't Harry Potter
I'm whippin' a whole pot make it disappear
Got my shit on the whole block
This a fuckin' Rolex, it never be on tock
Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me
A whole clock, like, look
Bitches, uh, on me, uh i know, uh, I'm sorry
I don't love you, baby, uh
I just want the toppy, uh, top
Rule number five
Never tell your kids that Santa
Claus is a lie
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I grew up like, fuckin'
I'm- I'm not even a kid
Where's my childhood?
(Why would you fuckin' lie to me?)
Fucked up in the Audi with your
Bitch, she take her shirt off, uh
Me in that Benzo, all I
Do is fuckin' skrt off, uh
I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha
That's aggressive
They say that I'm the best and all, ehh
That offensive
My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha
They expensive these haters, I might just
Kill them all, yeah, sounds effective
I guess I'm gone, mm, look
I'm with your mom, mm, look
We at the mall, mm, look might spend it all
Number one rule
She gon' suck the dick from the
Back if I ask her
Rule number two haha (Oh my god)
Uhmm, I don't have a dick, hahaha
Bitch I’ve been a fuckin' psycho
Since I was an infant
Kids a fuckin' monster
I feel like I’m Ben 10 niggas buggin' me
I don’t fuck with you insects
Heard you don’t want smoke, yeah
They’re scared of the incense
Feeling like I’m Tay-K
I’ll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear
This your last chance
I’m about my dollars my
Niggas don’t make sense
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Okay like, Gucci on me, serpents on my collar
I don’t fuck with snakes
Stick on me, stick on, stick on me
Like some fucking tape
Her favorite hoodie, 444 and camo
She thought it was bape
OK her favorite kink, yeah, her favorite kink
She said it was rape
Yeah, you niggas is rats
Remindin' me of 6ix9ine
Water my neck remind me of a riptide
I tie her up she looking cute in zip ties
Thick thighs
She gon’ ride my dick like zip lines
"I was saying–
When are you gonna put me on a song?
Cause you keep- (in-audible reversed words) -
You probably scared because you already know
Once I get on that
I’m taking all your clout!"
Some of you never got no
Pussy and it fucking shows
Wish a nigga would
He gon' have to find the dragon balls
Posted on your girlfriends
Snapchat suckin' toes
Feeling kind of cute, might
Rob your boyfriend, i don’t know
Wristband on me running shit like Fitbit
Hit it from the back her spine
It twists like rip stick
Spit in her mouth and then I told her "Drink
Bitch"
Big drip got me feeling like a sink bitch
Big stick
On my body got me looking like I’m hiking ayy
I just caught a battery charge
Shock 'eem boy like lightning, uh
Blade on me like Meta Knight, get it right
Or get stabbed in the middle of the night, uh
I got bars like a pedal bike, fight a Dyke
Niggas talking shit like I
Won’t shoot em right, uh
I like your bitch, ooh, I do
You talking shit but who are you? Ooh
You in my DM's? Oh that’s ya BM?
Left him on read, like Suwoop
I work magic, like voodoo, uh
Niggas watch me, like YouTube
Make him disappear like Houdini, ayy
Now they try to find you like blues clues, uh
Bitch I’ve been a fuckin' psycho
Since I was an infant
Kids a fuckin' monster
I feel like I’m Ben 10 niggas buggin' me
I don’t fuck with you insects
Heard you don’t want smoke, yeah
They’re scared of the incense
Feeling like I’m Tay-K
I’ll turn you to past tense
All you pussy niggas I swear
This your last chance
I’m about my dollars my
Niggas don’t make sense
Been a fucking psycho since I was an infant
Look, okay, now you should pray for me
All the police always chased me, huh
Five bands on these Robin jeans
These not Old Navy, uh
My whip got no keys, I push
To start it, like Lil Baby, uh
I walk in the party with
My pistol, it's off safety, wait
That's kind of dangerous, Joey
You might never see light of day again, Joey
I'm trapped in these bars with
Some pay per view
Holy shit, I didn't pay for the internet
Brodie
It might get cut off, suddenly, lights out
I be fuckin' on your bitch when it's nice out
Never talk shit nowadays, niggas type now
Gotta keep a cap lock 'case
They wanna fight now (Bitch)
Then it's back to my case
I cannot fuck her if she don't have MySpace
I'ma need to date her to
Fuck at fuckin' my place
I won't tell a thooter where I live
She get the highway
(You can leave now) Bitch
Been a fuckin' psycho since I was an infant
All my bitches is poppin'
I never get limp dick
She gon' give me top, I said, "Swallow it
Don't spit" this ain't Harry Potter
I'm whippin' a whole pot make it disappear
Got my shit on the whole block
This a fuckin' Rolex, it never be on tock
Twenty-thousand dollars, I bought me
A whole clock, like, look
Bitches, uh, on me, uh i know, uh, I'm sorry
I don't love you, baby, uh
I just want the toppy, uh, top
Rule number five
Never tell your kids that Santa
Claus is a lie
What the fuck is wrong with you?
I grew up like, fuckin'
I'm- I'm not even a kid
Where's my childhood?
(Why would you fuckin' lie to me?)
Fucked up in the Audi with your
Bitch, she take her shirt off, uh
Me in that Benzo, all I
Do is fuckin' skrt off, uh
I'm sorry I had to go off on y'all, haha
That's aggressive
They say that I'm the best and all, ehh
That offensive
My clothes is not from the mall at all, haha
They expensive these haters, I might just
Kill them all, yeah, sounds effective
I guess I'm gone, mm, look
I'm with your mom, mm, look
We at the mall, mm, look might spend it all