Paranoid Pt 03
(专辑: The Wolf Of Grape Street - 2018)
I
might load it up We didn't bring them hoes with us All my niggas toting guns It's hard to deal with paranoia I
think I
need another lawyer I
need a
bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creeping out the
barrel of the
blower It's hard to deal with paranoia I
think I
need another lawyer I
need a
bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creeping out the
barrel of the
blower It's hard to deal with paranoia, ayy All my niggas they too loyal, ayy All my bitches they too spoiled, oh In the
kitchen, them hoes gon' boil, yeah Really speaking to the
migos, ayy ayy ayy ayy Really banging for them kilos, ayy ayy ayy ayy And I
never been a
hero, ayy ayy ayy ayy Now a
nigga like a
hero, ayy ayy ayy ayy Blacked out, creeping like a
villian, ooh ooh ooh ooh In the
kitchen with the
skillet, ayy ayy ayy ayy All my bitches in they feelings, ayy ayy ayy ayy At the
top like the
ceiling, ayy ayy ayy ayy I
ain't never played any game game game games All my niggas really gang gang gang gang bang All these niggas ain't gang gang gang gang gang Which gang gang gang gang gang? Bitch a
nigga banging grape grape grape grape grape Built the
planet out of apes apes apes and the
scrape And a
nigga really ayy ayy ayy, ayy ayy ayy And I
tried to treat the
game like a
motherfucking play Call me Greedy, now I'm, ooh, no I'm straight I, signed a
deal and I
got paid, I
Ooh-ooh-ooh It's hard to deal with paranoia I
think I
need another lawyer I
need a
bitch who gon' be loyal Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha It's hard to deal with paranoia I
think I
need another lawyer I
need a
bitch who gon' be loyal Smoke creeping out the
barrel of the
blower Leave a
nigga stinking, and I
came in with the
Stinc Team Drummer Gang in this thang, make it bang Ain't nothing out your range, 03 Niggas try to hate me like a
bandit These bitches tryna act like bitches, good Hannah Montana But I
know she got like Miley Cyrus Goddamn homie, how you change like a
light get He was all in, scared of them life sentences I
am not afraid, I'm not a
media witness Wasn't tryna send you home, but with a
lighter sentence Shawty wanna ride, I
think she need a
ticket Ticket on my head from the
opposition Stinc sack with a
lil card 'cause that sack went missing Still in the
field, still in the
field tripping I'm [?] and my shoes is CHristians She's on a
date, she's out on business Remember when it felt like I
ain't have a
pot to piss in Now I
can't stop the
chopper from kicking Give a
young nigga an early dismissal Lil bitch is a
weak link Came up short, now that bitch can't reach me The
bitch that make it look easy Know the
feds watching but I
hope they don't see me White girl, real chopper, she know men, she like Phoebe Tried to put that trick on repeat Brag about that bitch, bet that bitch evil Tell a
bitch do not try, tell her go home, tell her get by And if I
get caught money pass prepaid man, ah Ah, ah, greedy, ayy, go, oh, too greedy, oh