Released: September 2, 2015
Featuring: Adamn Killa
Songwriter: Adamn Killa Bladee
Producer: Rip
[Hook: Bladee]
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways
[Verse 1: Bladee]
I’m a fiend, you won’t see me out in public
For a fortune I can bless your track, I'll touch it
And I touch down overseas but that was nothin'
Might have known him in the past, but now I crush him
Me and Adamn gettin' comma’s like it’s nothin'
Fallin’ in the club off a pill and Robitussin
Send your girl emoji’s, now she’s blushin'
If I send her real words, so now she’s crushin'
And I’m wearing Dolce, it’s disgusting
Pack just came and gave me a concussion
He say he’s a friend but i don’t trust him
I can’t trust a soul if I don’t love them
[Hook: Bladee]
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
[Verse 2: Adamn Killa]
Ay, ay, ay,ay
I'm sweatin' hard as hell, Margiela sweater
Paid about 650 for these feathers
Look at me, I know you could do better
Me and Bladee, we flex in any weather
It's Adamn bitch, I cannot save no thot
I been gettin' money, don't know who you are
If you see us, know we world stars from afar
Me and Bladee, we down-south, ridin' foreign cars
When you talk to me, bitch like I'm a Sargent
You think that is your bitch, but that bitch she thottin'
I can't save no thot, because I'm money plottin'
I don't answer doors, unless the money knockin'
I rent my wifey shoes, fuckers they be for walkin'
I don't want your bitch, but your bitch she be stalkin'
We be flexin', broke niggas think we is not them
I'm wearin' Comme and Margiela, this shit disgustin'
I just want them Red Bottoms like they was blushin'
I don't want that bitch, I guess I fuck for nothin'
I got a girlfriend, curve them bitches like I'm parkin'
My balling so damn hard, just call me Barry Larkin
I don't have a name but call me "Adamn"
I been getting money, why you playin'?
Nigga talkin' shit, I don't know what they sayin'
I'm a star, shit, I guess that's why they hatin'
[Hook: Bladee]
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways
[Verse 1: Bladee]
I’m a fiend, you won’t see me out in public
For a fortune I can bless your track, I'll touch it
And I touch down overseas but that was nothin'
Might have known him in the past, but now I crush him
Me and Adamn gettin' comma’s like it’s nothin'
Fallin’ in the club off a pill and Robitussin
Send your girl emoji’s, now she’s blushin'
If I send her real words, so now she’s crushin'
And I’m wearing Dolce, it’s disgusting
Pack just came and gave me a concussion
He say he’s a friend but i don’t trust him
I can’t trust a soul if I don’t love them
[Hook: Bladee]
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
[Verse 2: Adamn Killa]
Ay, ay, ay,ay
I'm sweatin' hard as hell, Margiela sweater
Paid about 650 for these feathers
Look at me, I know you could do better
Me and Bladee, we flex in any weather
It's Adamn bitch, I cannot save no thot
I been gettin' money, don't know who you are
If you see us, know we world stars from afar
Me and Bladee, we down-south, ridin' foreign cars
When you talk to me, bitch like I'm a Sargent
You think that is your bitch, but that bitch she thottin'
I can't save no thot, because I'm money plottin'
I don't answer doors, unless the money knockin'
I rent my wifey shoes, fuckers they be for walkin'
I don't want your bitch, but your bitch she be stalkin'
We be flexin', broke niggas think we is not them
I'm wearin' Comme and Margiela, this shit disgustin'
I just want them Red Bottoms like they was blushin'
I don't want that bitch, I guess I fuck for nothin'
I got a girlfriend, curve them bitches like I'm parkin'
My balling so damn hard, just call me Barry Larkin
I don't have a name but call me "Adamn"
I been getting money, why you playin'?
Nigga talkin' shit, I don't know what they sayin'
I'm a star, shit, I guess that's why they hatin'
[Hook: Bladee]
I don't have a name
I'm a psycho today
I let my light get away
Shades on my face
I'm too high to be saved
But it's too late anyways