Psycho Bitches Lyrics
I don’t think about dying when I’m with you, hoo-hoo
But I’m scared you’ll cut the supply when I ain’t through, hoo-hoo
Psycho bitches hidin’ in the backs-
Hide-hidin’ in the backseat
Hidin’ in the backseat
Psycho bitches, hidin’ in the backseat
Motherfuckin’ side piece
Never be a side piece
Psycho bitches hidin’ in the backs-
Hide-hidin’ in the backseat
Hidin’ in the backseat
Psycho bitches, hidin’ in the backseat
Motherfuckin’ side piece
Never be a side piece
1
I don’t like to take it slow
Please delete my number
If you ain’t a dealer or a healer
We won’t get along
I don’t like no bougie car
School shooter lookin’ loner
Fuck-with-no-one type of lover
(Bueno)
Hey, I’d never trash up your place
I would not scratch up your frames
No, not I
Might throw your keys in the lake
Give your own brother the brain
No, not-
I don’t think about dying when I’m with you, hoo-hoo
But I’m scared you’ll cut the supply when I ain’t through, hoo-hoo
Psycho bitches hidin’ in the backs-
Hide-hidin’ in the backseat
Hidin’ in the backseat
Psycho bitches, hidin’ in the backseat
Motherfuckin’ side piece
Never be a side piece
Psycho bitches hidin’ in the backs-
Hide-hidin’ in the backseat
Hidin’ in the backseat
Psycho bitches, hidin’ in the backseat
Motherfuckin’ side piece
Never be a side piece
2
I give you my darling, I
Calling in the distance
Oh heaven, oh I
I be sayin’ you my darling, I
Calling in the distance
Oh heaven, oh I
I be sayin’
Hey, I’d never trash up your place
I would not scratch up your frames
No, not I
Might throw your keys in the lake
Give your own brother the brain
No, not-
I don’t think about dying when I’m with you, hoo-hoo
But I’m scared you’ll cut the supply when I ain’t through, hoo-hoo
Psycho bitches hidin’ in the backs-
Hide-hidin’ in the backseat
Hidin’ in the backseat