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psychopath - gudda gudda lyrics

[verse 1: gudda gudda]
gudda times two, double g, you know the name
running circles round you squares, man, i sware these n*ggas lame
and i’m sippin on [?] slow mo, my eyes are very low low
toss your girl, and then she come right back just like a yo*yo
f*cking with me is a no no, pop that hammer on the four four
take your girl, and make her suck below the belt, yeah that’s a low blow
i’m a big dawg, you a todoe
shoot you like a photo
one deep, riding solo
still get it poppin like a [?]
all black ski mask, red bandana
coming down your chimney, all red like santa
millzy spike the fanta, twizzy roll the dutch
and we gon’ get r*t*rded, like the short yellow buss
b*tch i’m talking wreckless, fifty thousand for the necklace
i’m the one who bring the drama to the beats, i’m young and wreckless
i’m marching while i’m stepping, young money’s what i’m reppin
n*ggas better tuck they b*tches if they got them in my section

[chorus: jae millz]
not a reporter, but i’ll put you on the news too
i’m a skyscr*per, just with all the screws loose
tell a nerse i need my f*cking meds
potato on the toast, like where that f*cking bread?
n*gga, i’m a motherf*cking psychopath
when you die, i’ll have the right to laugh
i’m a motherf*cking psychopath
hanible lecter mask, straight jacket swag
[verse 2: jae millz]
[?] me, they shoutin’ out my team, imma forever rep
only reason your girlfriend faithfull, cause i ain’t met her yet
boy, your mind together, is what you better get
take something of mine, i cut your arms short like bill bellichec
grown man games, grown man talk
grown man aim, but if i’m on my lazy sh*t, i got young boys that’ll leave a grown man slain
i’ve never [?] when i’m seeing beef
and that tech send you the trauma that’s that t*pain
i’m singing i’m in love with my trigger
hanging out the window, ski mask on, tearing sh*t up
[?] cousin, [?] took [?]
f*ck you [?] bang out
you [willin’?] for respect? i’m on the same rout
n*ggas talking that dumb sh*t, that dumb sh*t ain’t what my gang about
home [?] jewelry, your sh*t cloudy like it’s about to rain out
me and gudda, tear down this motherf*cker
rebuild it, renovate it, then deja*vu motherf*cker

[chorus: jae millz]
not a reporter, but i’ll put you on the news too
i’m a skyscr*per, just with all the screws loose
tell a nerse i need my f*cking meds
potato on the toast, like where that f*cking bread?
n*gga, i’m a motherf*cking psychopath
when you die, i’ll have the right to laugh
i’m a motherf*cking psychopath
hanible lecter mask, straight jacket swag
[verse 3: gudda gudda]
i’m a lunatic, psychopath, put me in my straight jacket
i call my choppers hit sticks, and i don’t play madin
i’m causing straight havic, new orleans straight savage
versace on me, yeah i got expensive taste habbits
hands on the steering wheel, watch me make this b*tch swerve
pop the clutch, pop the dutch, smoking, watch the b*tch burn
i’m coming for my spot, lames get dome checked
if we was on the yard, i’d leave the card, you getting phone checked
rooky, i’m a grown vet, all red corvette
i got my stripes in the streets, like a war vet
your girl staring, watch the p*ssy get loose loose
imma go psycho in that p*ssy, cause my screws loose

- gudda gudda lyrics

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