Paranoid

Where yo guns at pop out
Nigga you is not out
Bitch you think I'm stupid Im the topic what they talk bout
Now it's time to rock out
Ass Fat, Lockdown
Catch'em somewhere where I can't even pop em
He get knocked out

Bitch I'm coming with my gang gang
And all my niggas steppas bitch we all gang bang
On insta tryna rep we pull up on that same thang
I got no choice to slide you speaking on my main manes
Im from out east that cheatham P, yeah that's the set
You run up onna gang I take that disrespect
But best believe we double back with lots of tecs
I think they tryna ride the wave they know im next
They know they aint gone stop shit
This that beat the block shit
I need me a block bitch
Who gone ride with that dick
And Ian stopping that's on gang
Whats that, that's my chain
Yeah I know that bitch hang
I need my teeth iced by dang
Bitch don't let me touch two M's im gone go free lil James
Lets get a lawyer, talk it out im tryna give relo a chain
And you know lil Jami, yeah that nigga bad that's my nigga
I. can't forget by don four that's somewhat like my hitter
Eat her up like a skittle
Im the man in the middle
Aint no fiddle for this riddle
Reach for this, gang get em
When we get em we gone slit em
We gone soda pop peal em
Once we hit em doc get em
Ima Little Rock deal em
If you on his top shiddd, then im on his top wit em
He want him to drop dead thats my nigga, that's my nigga
And you know that we aint scared
But I really want six figures
Aye stop the car, that's themI figured
Like white folks go get that nigger

Where yo guns at pop out
Nigga you is not out
Bitch you think I'm stupid Im the topic what they talk bout
Now it's time to rock out
Ass Fat, Lockdown
Catch'em somewhere where I can't even pop em
He get knocked out



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Writer(s): James Nichols
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