I you to quit me, calling me Following me, me Why do you with me you get through, swallowing me
Never knew Bianca Would explode, like Now that I know I must reload, gat
How ever met a psycho bitch? for the minute, but a major twist Came with a bit of game, met bitch
Everybody peep, the symptoms So know when sexual activity happens And tears to flow time to go
They come with a big in back Chest is twice that, but the attraction Will only get you, ice
watch what you do When you with a woman on the edge in your bed 'Cause you'll be in red Killa
find the number To your Non-hesitant, no mystery yo her steez She's
I ain't gonna get myself In mix up With a bitch Millimeter, with a plan So you be off in a ditch, like this
Wild child, wild Behind the smile, is a That'll you lay it down
Quickly, shifty, killa strictly Outta and get me, from a rose To a three fifty-seven three bitch
Never do it, down low With a psycho Better ever go out With a bitch
better learn How to see a psycho 'Cause bitch might be her
you gonna do when they Pop at you, at you 'em with the venom Who the fuck, are we to?
What you gonna do when Pop at you, at you 'em with the venom Who the fuck, are we to?
I was her her, rubbing her Sucking her, her her But she thought, that I was her
All the was gone When she found out, she was Calling my Momma's house, at a.m. playing on my phone
They say this, psycho Was made us bitches Say they get But from us Psycho
the angelic to ravenous Psycho the fuck, away from us Psycho
She got my, gas cut off But I, don't how She got my, cut off But I, know how Bitch even got my, cut off
But I, don't how Wish I knew then a, nigga know now Crazy
me to my Main domain This dame, more pain chain, broke after the door rang Must be on cocaine,
Yanks will mess up, your No brain Will have you Rogaine
Didn't chill her, deal with her N9na had to get, ill her Trick to kill, Mrs.N9NE So I had to hit her, with a splitter
Never do sex, with a psycho with her, better pop your trunk Run better get a gun, when the come Better know, she's a psycho, killa
Hard, he hit that piece And get her up and out With a dis, scarred, he knows That been up in the mix With a psycho
Hard, he hit that piece And get her up and out With a dis, scarred, he knows he's been up in the mix With a psycho
Never ever do it, low a psycho bitch Better never go out With a, bitch better learn How to see a, bitch 'Cause your might be her
you gonna do when they Pop at you, at you Fill 'em with the Who the fuck, are we to?
What you gonna do they Pop at you, at you Fill 'em with the Who the fuck, are we to?
As the, smoke You wonder why woman the, most fear She a broken heart And a three eighty, close
me to you If you sense, psychotic watch what you do What they do, they say bitch, was made from us
Say they get But from us angelic to ravenous Stay the fuck, away us