Post Malone probably isn’t the first artist you think of when you think electronic music, but his music is some of the most remixed right now…
Just type “Post Malone remix” into SoundCloud and you’ll find ’em by the pound: “White Iverson,” “Congratulations,” “I Fall Apart,” “Rockstar,” etc. We’re expecting his latest release “Psycho” featuring Ty Dolla $ign to be no different.
The new track highlights Post Malone’s signature flow as he boasts about cars, girls, and diamonds — the usual things. But he does so with such finesse that “Psycho” sounds much less superficial than it actually is.
Check out “Psycho” and the lyrics below! Those remixes should be coming in no time!
Post Malone Feat. Ty Dolla $ign – Psycho
Lyrics
via Genius
[Chorus: 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
[Verse 1: Post Malone]
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
Thirty 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 neck 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
[Chorus: 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
[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
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 switch, 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 jeans, still in my Vans though
All VVS’s, put you in a necklace
Girl, you look beautiful tonight
Stars on the roof, they matching with the jewelry
[Chorus: 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
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