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My glock will make the whole f****** block rumble
Y'all n****** need to watch me approaching in double
See, I ain't got a pop to piss
Watching you h*** n****** pop that Chris
Drive by me, hanging out that riff

See if a n***** don't chop it off
Y'all n*****'s talk too much s***, y'all need to knock it off
Catch your mum coming off the train
Put an ice pick in the back of her brain, it's that plain

I want everything or nothing at all
Give you more than whatcha aim call
I get love when I shop at the mall

They all at cha, throwing down at your feet
Always acting like something sweet
You don't know me, homie

I'm lifeless, always getting caught in a crisis
The only way out now is the write this
Everybody kiss my ass 'cause I'm only flying business class
You can't afford it n*****, don't ask

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?

Ayo, n****** wanna ban me like rice cakes
So I grab my Nuts and tell 'em, "Have a nice day"
They wanna hate on me, all day, talk s*** like it's okay
And my reply is, no way José

You popping so much bull, I'm ready to say
We drop the illest joints that get no play
All these industry cats, can't stop the funk
So hit the deck when I turn this up and pop the truck

And circulate, the state like a Charlie
Gonna keep the party peoples hands up like volleyball
It's Big Physc, making big money stacks
Retaliating on you funny cats with murder tracks
Like

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?

If it ain't Psycho, it's JuJu
And if it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
Who's comin' wit da s*** na

If it ain't JuJu it's Psycho
And if it ain't Psycho it's JuJu
Who's comin' wit da s*** na

Heads bop to the beat, put your rocks at your feet
On the block with fleet, base rattles the concrete
Spit, heat like summer, let it clap like thunder
I'm always in and out of the hood, politician was good

Let my pen write on paper, party in the skyscraper
Who's the amazing, Willy Stubs, blazing the haze and
Hot like the motherfucking hell that I be raising
Pimp shorty, short me like, please don't report me

My life's [unverified] whilst I'm only out to get the jewelry
Three heavy weights on the triple beam it seems
Don't ever preach us, you'll finally decompose in the mud
Willy Stubs and Beatnuts, Beatnuts and Willy Stubs
Cha cha cha forward, back

Got you hoping for the new s***, exclusive, we bombing
Killer instincts alarming, now who the f*** you harming?
Your foaming like the five [unverified], this joints double
Official, that's why we're gonna shine like crystals
Uh, yea, we requested this or we rewind it

Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?

Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?
Who's comin' wit da s*** na?