Psycho
Ty Dolla $ign Post Malone Lyrics


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Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ay
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ay
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitch
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ay, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you




My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

Overall Meaning

The song "Psycho" by Ty Dolla $ign and Post Malone is all about flaunting wealth and success, with the artists boasting about their luxurious lifestyle and the expensive jewelry they wear. The first verse establishes the theme, with lyrics about an "AP goin' psycho" and diamonds "by the boatload." Despite their apparent success, the artists still have trust issues, suggesting that money and fame can be isolating.


The second verse includes more references to money and success, with lyrics about "hunnid bands" inside their shorts and making their first million. Post Malone talks about partying and drinking, with lyrics about "so many bottles" and "getting seen in the rent'." However, he also acknowledges the risks of fame, saying that "nobody" can be trusted when you have "all this jewelry on you."


The chorus repeats the "AP goin' psycho" and "my roof look like a no-show" lines, emphasizing the artists' extravagant lifestyle. The song also includes a bridge where Post Malone sings about taking the listener to various locations and buying them expensive gifts.


Overall, "Psycho" is a celebration of wealth and success, but also acknowledges some of the challenges that come with it, such as isolation and trust issues.


Line by Line Meaning

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
My luxury watch is going crazy, and the woman next to me looks amazing like Michael Jackson


Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
It's hard to trust anyone when you're wearing expensive jewelry


My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
My car's top is not visible, and it's loaded with diamonds


Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
I come equipped with protection for haters and those who act like clowns


Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though
People only pretend to be your friend when you're successful and rich


You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
You're stuck in the friend zone, and I will turn a gun on you rather than letting you get in my way


Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
I have a hundred thousand in cash in my shorts, and I'm wearing designer clothing


Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay
I've always been involved in the dangerous lifestyle


I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ay
After making my first million dollars, I felt like I've hit the jackpot


Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
I had so many drinks that I offered some to an unattractive girl


Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
We are getting noticed while riding in a rented Benz


And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
My jewelry is so icy that it's giving me chills


Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
My diamonds are so bright and sparkling that they're making my shirt wet


I got homies, let it blow, oh
I have close friends that will act aggressively if needed


My money thick, won't ever fold
I have a lot of money and won't lose it easily


She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
A woman asked me if she could hold some of my money


The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
My luxury watches are going crazy


I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
I'm having sex with a woman who wants to have my children


It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
I'm wearing a fifty-thousand-dollar ring and a chain that has a strong scent


You should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitch
You should see my car; I promise I can impress and attract any woman


Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
I'm riding in a classic convertible Chevy


Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
I'm hanging out with a promiscuous woman who will perform oral sex on me


Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
I can lower the car's back with just one switch


Uh, take you to the smoke shop
I'll take you to a store that sells marijuana


We gon' get high, ay, we gon' hit Rodeo
We will smoke marijuana and go shopping in Rodeo Drive


Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
I'll call Valentino (brand) and we will go shopping in Pico Boulevard


Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
I'll take you to the impoverished area where I grew up


This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
My success and wealth took years to achieve, and my diamonds are genuinely shiny


Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
I'm wearing expensive jeans but still prefer comfortable Vans shoes


All VVSs, put you in a necklace
All of my diamonds are of exceptional quality and can be made into a necklace


Girl, you look beautiful tonight
You look stunning tonight, my lady


Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
The stars on the car's roof match with the jewelry I'm wearing




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Austin Richard Post, Carl Austin Rosen, Louis Russell Bell, Tyrone William Griffin

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@KevinAlfian

Lyrics
Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell her four, five, the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had every slit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we gets in in the rent'
And I'm like "woah"
Man, my dash so goddamn cold
Diamonds weigh my teeth is sore
I got homies, let it blow, oh, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can never tell you no

Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
We're hittin' lil' mamas, she wanna have my babies
Sippy on the Panky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one swish, I can make the ass drop (ayy)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dolla Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jean, still in my Vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

Yeah, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though



@dmd3722

Lyrics
[Post Malone:]
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ayy
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ayy
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ayy
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ayy
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it," ayy
30 for a walk through, man, we had that bitch lit, ayy
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold"
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it go, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no

Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though

[Ty Dolla $ign:]
The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo' bitch
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ayy, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry

[Post Malone:]
Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though



@MartinSRF

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Psycho Lyrics
Post Malone


Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though


You stuck in the friend zone, I tell that four-five the fifth, ay
Hunnid bands inside my shorts, DeChino the shit, ay
Try to stuff it all in, but it don't even fit, ay
Know that I been with the shits ever since a jit, ay
I made my first million, I'm like, "Shit, this is it, " ay
30 for a walkthrough, man, we had that bitch lit, ay
Had so many bottles, gave ugly girl a sip
Out the window of the Benzo, we get seen in the rent'
And I'm like "Whoa, man, my neck so goddamn cold”
Diamonds wet, my t-shirt soaked
I got homies, let it blow, oh
My money thick, won't ever fold
She said, "Can I have some to hold?"
And I can't ever tell you no


Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though


The AP goin' psycho, my Rollie goin' brazy
I'm hittin' lil' mama, she wanna have my babies
It's fifty on the pinky, chain so stanky
You should see the whip, promise I can take yo bitch
Dolla ridin' in an old school Chevy, it's a drop top
Boolin' with a thot-thot, she gon' give me top-top
Just one switch, I can make the ass drop (hey)
Uh, take you to the smoke shop
We gon' get high, ay, we gon' hit Rodeo
Dial up Valentino, we gon' hit Pico
Take you where I'm from, take you to the slums
This ain't happen overnight, no, these diamonds real bright
Saint Laurent jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVSs, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry


Damn, my AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Come with the Tony Romo for clowns and all the bozos
My AP goin' psycho, lil' mama bad like Michael
Can't really trust nobody with all this jewelry on you
My roof look like a no-show, got diamonds by the boatload
Don't act like you my friend when I'm rollin' through my ends, though



All comments from YouTube:

@madebyahmmdall

0% DRUGS
0% NUDITY
30% DRIFTING TANK
70% CHILLING RAP

@larryfronda8487

nice bro

@petsvideo3132

0% battery ko hahaha

@nadams909

💖💖💕💕 love it he don't need that...that's talent...every other rapper 500 chains 50 rings 100 girls😂😂😂

@mini-juice6750

what do u mean by naket girl bro

@chelseababiarz886

Y post Malone

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The flow of this song is soo good just love it 😍

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