Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Paranoid , by - French Montana. Release date: 31.12.2012
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Paranoid |
| Yeah, it’s crazy cuz, man like… |
| I saw one of the guys shootin' on the corner |
| Damn nigga, this nigga really shootin' on the corner |
| All the little kids… everybody runnin' |
| He shot the whole van up, I’m like 'damn… what we do?' |
| I been so paranoid |
| I hear these niggas tryna fuck with me |
| For real, shit, I know I got enemies |
| I can’t let them niggas into me |
| I ain’t scared to die, nigga |
| I’ll take your life, nigga |
| Fuck it, shoot 'em down, nigga |
| A hundred rounds’ll blow you down, nigga |
| I be the hottest nigga out my city |
| Bitch you with some shit, you never signed no titties |
| Know a nigga shining, all my diamonds pretty |
| I hit a lick, I’m worth a couple million |
| That car nympho hundred thou, nigga |
| That top drop like Pacquiao, nigga |
| I hit up KOD and left a hundred in it |
| Hundred on my watch, I’m shining every minute |
| They caught 'em on that corner, left a hundred in 'em |
| Niggas goin' broke, died and never buried |
| Paranoia, got me watchin' lawyers |
| Molly water, tryna wait for sober |
| And I made a mil in thirty minutes |
| And I’m riding clipped with thirty in it |
| And your head, I’ll put 'bout thirty in it |
| When them shots hit 'em, chopper down, nigga |
| I been sober, paranoia |
| Got baking soda, come help ya boy out |
| Get your head blown off your body for a verse |
| When that chopper hit 'em, niggas yell or holler mercy |
| Bloody murder, go and dig the dirt out |
| Choppers ringin', they ain’t let 'em get a word out |
| Don’t be talkin' 'bout nothin' you done heard 'bout |
| Niggas gettin' smoked, bitches gettin' turned out |