Psyko by Coping

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Yuh, twin bottled up, I told him take that drank
Yuh, yuh, yuh, just take that drank
I been sipping too much lean, yea, for these past few days
Hopping out that cut, yea yea, should've seen your gaze

Yea, yea, it's ya day twin
We gon fuck up roads, daytona gon hit up potholes
We gon stunt on you bro, margielas all on my feet bro
We gon pop to yo show, let's see how we jumping, oh yo
You can't hold up my line and think I'll answer your tone
You can try to jump me, I promise I'm never alone
We gon push your squad, with these drums we push and go on
We jumping through this bitch, we jump up we all go Psyko!

I fucked it up again, yea, I fucked the whip up again
You can look at me wrong, but I'm not the man you saying
You can call my phone one time, just to see what I'm saying
I love you girl, give me one more time and I'm buying things
I'll buy you everything, spent some money, wedding ring
Money coming in, bitch, yea the money in
Bring the hoes in, yea, let's see who's coming in

Yea, the drac tucked, it's okay
Popping these beans, yea all day
Xans in my face, yea no way

My turn to hit, I'm up to the plate
My turn to hit, I'm up to the plate
My turn to hit, I'm up to the plate
My turn to hit, I'm up to the plate
My turn to hit, I'm up to the plate


Psyko

Once Again by Coping

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Steady sipping drank, bitch, I fucked it up again
I shot too much bullets, uh, I might just shoot it up again
Xans in my face, the xans in my fucking face again, yea
Private jet to France, private jet to fucking France
Yea, told twin come back to the crib once he get that LAN, yea
Too much shooters on payroll, yea we doing rolls, yea
In that rolls Royce truck, we rolling up some woods, yea
You can front like you had something, but I'm not a troll boy

FN steady clutching, yea it's shooting all your boys, yea
Flashes on the guns, can't see us, when we on your road boy
Ha-ha, we got all the blicks, and you totin no toys
Yea, we got all the sticks, and you frontin, no choice, yea
Ain't no running when this blitz call, yea, I'm making noise
Yea, diamonds just tear up the pic, it fucked up my whole showing
Yea, V8 in this bitch, I pulled up making noise, yea
All these bitches on my dick tryna give neck, yea they going

Yea, slugs going, is you gon shoot, is you boring?
We got all for them, pitcher in the back it's pouring
We gon call for it, xans in my face I'm throwing

Euh, I been counting too much digits, fuck it I might just start touring

Me and twin pouring up, we pouring up in that foreign

We count too much paper up, I lowkey think it's getting boring

FN 5.7 shoot your dogs down, I bet it's making noise

I-I been speeding way too much, I think I need to switch my lane


Uh, diamond chain, diamond bling when the pic bang
Uh, we pull up we sang, keltec was just screaming names
Uh, we count too much things, yea you boys are just as lame

Coping

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