Clams Casino - Psycho lyrics

[Intro] Ah, yeah Ah, yeah Ah, yeah Ah, it was all at the park Cologne and liquor was his odor The fragrance of a rider soldier ODB was his persona Oh you want the power? [Hook - A$AP Ferg] I got an uncle and his name psycho He had a dance and they scream "go psycho!" He would dance, work out and fight your a** at the park (For the bills, for the hundred dollar bills) And he got two sisters preggo He f**ed the other one to get one jel-o And he took both kids to the ghetto a** park (On the hill, sh**'ll get really real) [Verse 1 - A$AP Ferg] He used to have the braids with the cuts in his body Most thugged out, kept the hammer with his mommy Grandma had the arthritis pain in her body Kept the burner in the mattress, so her son don't catch a body Ga**ed and he danced, smoked crack with his posse Front flipped through a building window, land in the lobby He was cut like Bruce Lee but he didn't know karate He came home bloody screaming "nobody can stop me" Nobody can stop me, I'm the baddest survivor on this planet Fifty n***as better k** me, n***a cause I will do damage Checked out the psych ward, I am nothing to manage My life cut deep, n***a I'm nothing to bandage [Hook - A$AP Ferg] I got an uncle and his name psycho He had a dance and they scream "go psycho!" He would dance, work out and fight your a** at the park (For the bills, for the hundred dollar bills) And he got two sisters preggo He f**ed the other one to get one jel-o And he took both kids to the ghetto a** park (On the hill, sh**'ll get really real) [Post-Hook - A$AP Ferg] Where they be drinking forty ounces With the brown paper bags for the ounces No matter what day you found his a** at the park (Hungry Ham, f** around and get k**ed) When he got kicked out of his b**h crib And he had nowhere to lizz-ive Always find his a** on the benches laying at the park After dark [Verse 2 - A$AP Ferg] Don't get it confused Uncle Psych, I love you to d**h Just wanna get a couple of things off of my chest Growing up you always was buck-wilding with stress And though I'm older now, I don't know how to forget I used to wear your Timbs around the house when you left And if you had an open soda, I would finish the rest Pretend I'm older, I like the liquor odor you left Then put your camouflage vest on like I'm holding a tec Then point it at the mirror like I'm holding your rep Though that mirror wasn't me, but it was you I reflect Wanted to be like you, jail tat on the chest With the rugged cornrows and a stab on my neck [Outro: Spoken] I'll rob sh** like that you know, cause I'll rob anyone, I, I don't care. It was a 9 to 5 for me, you know. It was like a hobby to me, I was the gun man, I was the dancer, entertainer, you know what I mean? I did it all. Like I said I had a d**hwish, I'll rob anybody. Aye hold up motherf**er you see I'm talking right?