Paranoia

Lyrics

[Intro] My lil' nigga, he slimed him Your nigga ain't even spinned that bend (Run that up, Rico) Southside shit Grrrt [Chorus] (Okay) Huh, my lil' nigga, he slimed him Your nigga never spinned no bend Fuck 'em, we want everything Fuck 'em, we take everything On the block, we was sellin' everything Ain't stoppin' 'til the gang straight Can't come up in the gang way Load up them choppers, get busy Prayin' that this stick don't miss I just want this Glock hit him Wonder if they really ridin' for your boy Cut some niggas loose, had to make some boss choices (For real) [Verse] Paranoia, hearin' voices Niggas scared to steer the wheel, it gets annoying Call him "John", he leave them brains Deere Run and dip, empty clip You know that we ain't playin' fair I might put my trust in switch Stick long, do a hit to this song Shoot his lips if he talk Pissed off, sellin' Chris Rock on the block Ridin' all day long, I know this ain't what you want That nigga he nervous, on a corner where a nigga get murdered Up that murder rate No nine-to-five, twenty-four, we was out there, we purgin' Send that text, bro hit the corner, that shit be urgent Can't wait 'til all my brothers home Slay a nigga for the bros Could you manage all this static? Is you with it, is you gon' panic? Keep the stick like we do magic Send them blicks at him (Yeah, yeah, yeah) You got hit 'cause gang step in the whole pandemic Ain't dead? Then they left you a message [Chorus] (Okay) Huh, my lil' nigga, he slimed him Your nigga never spinned no bend Fuck 'em, we want everything Fuck 'em, we take everything On the block, we was sellin' everything Ain't stoppin' 'til the gang straight Can't come up in the gang way Load up them choppers, get busy Prayin' that this stick don't miss I just want this Glock hit him Wonder if they really ridin' for your boy Cut some niggas loose, had to make some boss choices