​psych0 cypher

[Chorus: k4rson]
Yeah, yeah, I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare
Yeah, I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare

[Verse 1: comet]
And I get high with your ho
Yeah, you speaking like you know
But I know that you don't
Why you speakin' like you got a couple holes in your throat?
And why you sayin' that you about to put a hole in my skull?
Ha, no, you won't
Like damn, bitch you tuggin' it
I put a pistol to your head
Yeah, another man
Unless you wanna end up dead
Bitch you're sufferin'
You're gonna be the one to beg
Get on your knees, oh well

[Verse 2: asfixia]
Crushed pills, Tramadol y soda
'Taba hablando mucho y lo dejamo' haciendo yoga
Three kills, run, I'm comin' for ya
You say your life's a movie, I'ma turn it to a snuff, yeah
F&N, I'ma hit your dumb ass with the F&N
So sad, how you're hatin' and your girl a whole fan
I been fucked that bitch so much and you ain't even know that
I been fucked that bitch so much, I pass her to the whole gang

[Verse 3: lo3rd]
Ayy, pull up, you'll die by a non-scope
I'm dancin' in yo blood
Like Zuko with two swords
I'm shootin' yo' whole block
You pussies are just worthless
Ten bodies on the floor bro
Got three from a long shot
I'm a death lord, my room is full of your heads, don't get too close
Feel like a ghost when I dance with my two swords
I'll make you rot on yo' house when I get ya

[Chorus: k4rson]
Yeah, yeah, I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare
Yeah, I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare

[Verse 4: kins]
Pull up with a squad, yeah, shoot you in yo' back now
Never lacking, always armed
Bitch you crying, have a breakdown
Haha, bitch I'm laughing 'cause you funny
Kaching, I be getting to this money
Check yo' mailbox, 'cause I mailed you an IED
Taking out my opps now, all these bitches look at me
Gucci on my socks, pull up with heavy weaponry
Million on some rocks, yeah
All of them shits is glistering

[Verse 5: coinflip]
These bitches up to somethin'
Like, what are they up to? I don't give fucks bro
You're a nothing, it ain't up for discussion
Pull up bitch, get rushed quick
We gon' make you extinct
Pull up, you hear "Ching, ching," yeah you gon' die
And I'm with a bad ting, she got pretty eyes
Lagging, you got bad ping, yeah, you gon' die
Change it up, yeah, fold it
What's this flow, you ain't know it
Honestly, I don't even own it, yeah, lei control it

[Verse 6: seph]
Put a bullet in yo' head, he ain't talking
Big man, but you know I keep toxins
Everytime on stage I be flockin'
Put it all on my check, bro I lost it
Step on my neck, bro I do what I can
Pull up with choppas, we aim at yo' man
You is a bitch, bro you high off a Xan
Hunnid in the pocket, I feel like the man

[Chorus: k4rson]
I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare
Yeah, I pull up in this mask, I don't care
Bitch, I got some blood on my shirt, why you stare?
If you wanna run, keep a strap, don't you dare
Red dot on my fuckin' scope, that's a glare

[Verse 7: jonsve]
Pull up, quick succession
I don't know you so, get out of my mentions
Get to runnin' when I'm steppin'
Bitch you are not with the gang, this a lesson
Keep Glock silent, you're guessing
Pew-pew-pew-pew, I don't need no confession
Quick start, boot up, no testing
Leave you to rot and decay while I'm festive

[Verse 8: dias]
Body on the floor, we might bring a bodybag
Geekin' off the drugs so I make 'em throw it out
I'm playing the Wii, one, two, three
Tell 'em what you want, but you're not fucking funny
I be doing drugs so I can't move
You say that you love me, that's not true
Hitting on his girl, he ain't had no clue
Now you're just somebody that I fucking knew

[Verse 9: hokoi]
Why you hidin' bitch? Come outside
[?] the bag and now no niggas wanna talk
Shawty tryna fuck, I told that bitch to work
She tells me that she love me, I tell that bitch "Join the club"
'Cause nigga, that's what's up
Niggas try chase a bag
Always doing nothing interesting
Stay stagnant and, bitch, that's a fact
Ha, bitch, relax
Homeboy in this shit, she a fairy
I'ma set a nigga straight and it's crazy
[?] that bitch on the floor when I'm [?]