Half Lit - American Psycho

Mob psycho 100% play with the boy you won't play again
Slide electric biometrics deal with characteristics
They make you think again
I bring chords out a shorty give her the stick life of a violin
I feel like an anarchy I been bred to be violent
I do the most the things unseen step on the scene
I been seen as clean lit over lit we a different beast
Beast of the coast that we live you dig
American psycho dont play with me again no no

Arm in the rim Vince carter train like I'm under coach carter
I'm something they bang like the carter 3
See green night vision paranormal activity glow in the dark
Like I wear paranormans cost a foamposite
Love a deposit ball in her middle pin ball machine
I hold weight anywhere I'm a walking time machine
Jaggy extra read about him sexy negro habenero papi jag in a pocket got her feeling O's
Oh here go again you knew it though freakbody body
Like the terminator moving like it's time for the Percalator Level 8008
Like boob on a Calculator
I been all bout the glow I been all about the shine
I be killing like the shining
So you should just watch the time
And look at me im finna I'm

Mob psycho 100% play with the boy you won't play again
Slide electric biometrics deal with characteristics
They make you think again
I bring chords out a shorty give her the stick life of a violin
I feel like an anarchy I been bred to be violent
I do the most the things unseen step on the scene
I been seen as clean lit over lit we a different beast
Beast of the coast that we live you dig
American psycho dont play with me again no no

My psycho a hundred percent
They wanna kill then they go repent
2nd time that they got me bent
Aye
Mob action
File a class action
Law suit
Hit the gas cuz im in pursuit
Chasing a pipe dream of that loot
Aye
Im talkin a happy ending no sinning
I smile like the shining
Im johny
Woopin yo ass with a woody
You goofy
Im silly
On yo block and im hittin that milly
Vanilly you acting
Tell me how to make it off the backend
I dont need the fame for a back bend
Watch where you step or see the back hand
Of a black man
Thats been long standing for his rights
Plane as day but still looking for the light
This not a fight its a murder
Somethin you really aint heard of
I kill it
You feel it
I cast it like chrome
Or a crutch
This not a beat it is lunch
I march to the beat of my drum
They want to win but im done
They wanna win but my

Written by:
Jordan Gray, Kolin Smith

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