Psycho
Denzel Curry & slowthai Lyrics

Look at the way I walk, look at the way I talk
I'm confident in my every move and word.

Where is the pepper? 'Cause niggas be throwing salt
Haters are trying to bring me down.

Mad that I got the sauce, I'ma ball harder
My success makes my haters more upset.

Way harder than Randy Moss, niggas are getting moss
I'm dominating the game and leaving my competition behind.

Look at my pockets, boy, fatter than Santa Claus
I'm making a lot of money and can afford anything I want.

Know that I set it off, count the racks, and
I made the flashy start that got everyone's attention.

Tell me what's the cost, tell me what's the cost, yeah
I want to know what it will take to continue my success.

Now you lookin' lost, now you lookin' lost, yeah
You're confused about how to handle me and my success.

Lookin' at my swag, and it's hella posh, yeah
My style is high-class and unattainable for most.

I don't gotta flodge, I don't gotta flodge, yeah
I don't have to fake my persona to be successful.

Make that man nervous, she got head service
I have a woman who can do anything to please me, making others jealous.

Wraps around my head, like a damn turban
She's so good that she's driving me crazy.

And I got a new chick, but she ain't Persian
I'm moving on to someone new, but she's not exotic like my last.

Might be a dub to bust at me, on too many drugs to fuck with me
My haters are weak and it's futile for them to try to harm me.

If you die before you hate, I pray the Lord your soul to keep
Don't focus on hatred, but rather on living your life to the fullest before it's too late.

Wait, back to the topic, you mad 'cause flex ain't an option
My competition is frustrated because they can't keep up with me.

Tell me, what's a T-Rex to a comet?
What chance does anyone else have against me and my superior talents?

Got your main girl kissin' in my comments
I'm so desirable that even others' girlfriends are attracted to me.

Flow is hysterical, you sound terrible
My rap skills are incredible and are making others look bad.

High off the chemicals, turn you vegetable, why are you cynical?
Drugs are clouding my haters' minds, making them depressed and negative.

You are minuscule, drain you of minerals, nothin' but residue
My greatness is taking a toll on my competition, leaving them empty.

So far ahead of you, I'm terrestrial
I'm so far beyond my haters that they can't understand me.

Fuck a telephone, need a telescope
I'm so big that only a telescope can magnify my success.

Play with some genitals, intellectual
I'm so good at everything that I'm both a physical and intellectual powerhouse.

Endin' your sentence or cover the envelope (huh?)
I can take control of any situation or conversation, no matter the context.

Can't get my steez (why?), never be me
My style and success can't be imitated.

I got a snake in my jeans, heat up the scene, two hundred degrees
My sexual prowess is unrivaled and adding to my cool persona.

Pedigree vettin' the fleas, excessive, your face mushy peas
I'm proving my superiority over my competition in every way possible.

I got my ways, we in Tel Aviv, think that you're Bella Hadid
My success and style are taking me places and making me feel like a model.

Spliff is exhaust, I put your friend in the morgue
My smoking habits are deadly and can harm others.

Olympics, I run with the torch, mum should've pressed the abort
I'm unstoppable and even my mother should have prevented me from becoming this powerful.

Riot, riot
Let's cause chaos and prove my dominance.