Psycho - Millionaires lyrics

[Feltz's Verse] Feltz and psycho will have your nerves dancing no rave Ill tsunami over you big waves I ain't talking waterguns when you get sprayed No Chris brown when I take your girl for a beat Get her breast out have her page 3 (Jheeze) Then she's fully naked like a p**n magazine I share my portions, feed her to the team Im out to get cream, not whipped Ill leave you in a wreck not shipped Open your insides like im getting out the pips Im eating bacon but im running from the pigs. (Bruck) I ain't talking sweets when my star-burst Bang Bang, psycho put him in a Hurst. (Bruck) It ain't Sunday pray-day in a church Like a car game im always first I ain't talking voodoo when I say I curse Your girls giving me treatment the s*utyy nurse Take half of your area like Cyprus cos of Turks We ride fresh to the shooobz like we in a merc