Psycho CEO Lyrics by Yeat

[Intro: Yeat]
Yeah!

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, yeah, my diamonds jump (Yeah)
Yeah, my diamonds talk (Yeah)
Yeah, my money long (Yeah)
Yeah, my money tall, huh
Heard it's tall as God
Heard you tryna to come 'rock with us, we don't know who ya are
Let's get disrespectful, let's get disrespectful
You better have some respect, when you talk to me
I'ma cut you off, cut you off the when you talkin' to me
Cut you out my car, cut you out my life

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
Where my scissors at? where my twizzies at? (Yeah)
Whеre my motherfuckin' army when I need that? (Ah, ah, yеah)
I'm the realest in this game, know I bleed that (Ah, ah, yeah)
When we pull up, we courtside, yeah, where your seats at? (Yeah)
I'm in 2093, we all like that (Ah, ah, yeah)
When your diamonds clean like me but can ya wipe that? (Ah, ah, yeah)
I don't need to have my glizzy, you know I slice that (Ah, ah, yeah)
Yeah, I push up on this beat, I'm fuckin' knife that

[Verse: Yeat]
We got G-Wagons, big money, big balls (Yeah)
Went to Europe for the week, I just took off (Yeah)
I keep my foot on the gas, no, I don't take it off (Shh)
We so clean, yeah, we at Nike, uh
I like being number one hypebeast
Yeah, when you fuck with me, then, then you might be, uh
I just poured a planet in my IV bag
You ain't go no money, it's obviously sad
I'm the psycho CEO, ha (I'm that psycho CEO)
M.R Worldwide on this coat
And my diamonds hoppin', I just spent a night on that boat (Yeah)
You was lame, what happened?
Now we laughin' back at all these jokes (Yeah, ha)
You can say you don't like my shit
But then I know you're lyin' (Yeah)
I'm done wastin' time, I'm done waitin' in line (Yeah)
Yeah, don't talk about that shit, you always lyin'
On top of all that shit, I stood just fine (Yeah)

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, yeah, my diamonds jump (Yeah)
Yeah, my diamonds talk (Yeah)
Yeah, my money long (Yeah)
Yeah, my money tall, huh
Heard it's tall as God
Heard you tryna to come 'rock with us, we don't know who ya are
Let's get disrespectful, let's get disrespectful
You better have some respect, when you talk to me
I'ma cut you off, cut you off the when you talkin' to me
Cut you out my car, cut you out my life

[Post-Chorus: Yeat]
Where my scissors at? where my twizzies at? (Yeah)
Where my motherfuckin' army when I need that? (Ah, ah, yeah)
I'm the realest in this game, know I bleed that (Ah, ah, yeah)
When we pull up, we courtside, yeah, where your seats at? (Yeah)
I'm in 2093, we all like that (Ah, ah, yeah)
When your diamonds clean like me but can ya wipe that? (Ah, ah, yeah)
I don't need to have my glizzy, you know I slice that (Ah, ah, yeah)
Yeah, I push up on this beat, I'm fuckin' knife that

[Chorus: Yeat]
Yeah, my diamonds jump (Yeah)
Yeah, my diamonds talk (Yeah)
Yeah, my money long (Yeah)
Yeah, my money talk, huh
Heard it's talk, it's God
Heard you tried to come 'round with us
We don't know who you are
Let's get disrespectful, let's get disrespectful
You better have some respect, when you take a bet
I'ma cut you off, cut you off the tonka
Cut you out my car, cut you out my life