Psycho Chords & Lyrics Artist: Post Malone

CHORUS
                  Eb
Damn, my AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Eb                  Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
Ab          Eb
My AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
                    Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
 
VERSE 1
                 Eb
You stuck in the friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
Eb
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
Ab
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Ab
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
  Eb
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
Eb
Thirty for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayy
Ab
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Ab
Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent'
             Eb
And I'm like "woah"
Eb
Man, my neck so goddamn cold
Eb                         Ab
Diamonds weigh my teeth is sore
Ab                         Eb
I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh
Eb
My money thick, won't ever fold
                              Ab
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
Ab
And I can never tell you no
 
CHORUS
                  Eb
Damn, my AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Eb                  Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
Ab          Eb
My AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
                    Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
 
VERSE 2
             Eb
The AP going psycho, my Rollie going brazy
Eb
We're hittin' lil' mamas, she wanna have my babies
             Ab
Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky
Ab
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
                   Eb
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Eb
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
         Ab
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (ayy)
Ab
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
            Eb
We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo
Eb
Dolla Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
                   Ab
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
Ab
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
              Eb
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
Eb
All VVS's, put you in a necklace
               Ab
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Ab
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
 
CHORUS
                  Eb
Damn, my AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
Eb                  Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
Ab          Eb
My AP going psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Eb
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
                    Ab
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Ab
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though