Lyrics Paranoid (Red Lights) - MBNel

Paranoid (Red Lights)

We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, surrounded by all of the woods, just to spit and get bit
Ay, finger fucking, this g man treating me just like a clit
Ay, figure throw tints on the whip
If I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end
We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, paranoid I can’t trust a soul, gotta watch who I’m with
Ay, ain’t no stopping, no red lights, gotta clutch on the stick
Fuck a groupie ho, I ain’t trusting a bitch
But if I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end
Been popping them pills again, again and mixing the drink, all in my cup
Got a stick in the drawer, leaving it slump, my ma used to telling me that you
know my son
I gotta keep me a gun, I got these diamonds all on my body
Now I ain’t going for none, damn this shit not for fun (Thank you Ralph)
Ay, we don’t play fair, we the type to wait in front of your house if you stay
there
Setting plays, we don’t need a stage, got me feeling like I’m Shakespeare
Headshot, make a body drop, stand over it when he lay there
Now his kid’s stuck at the daycare (Uh)
Funeral arrangements, jay pays and court dates
Getting off off of doing drills, we ain’t really into foreplay
Eating gyros and sipping lean, we ain’t really in no Rosé (Uh)
Say 5th for 3 days, til it’s smoke a nigga fuck with Jose (Thank you Ralph)
It’s 3am and it’s low, ay, the driver speeding off cocaine
Want the top and this Glock ay my finger itching, say the ok
Dodging bullshit like olé, fresh nigga like Colgate
Got juveniles still doing time that been sitting down since my Port days
We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, surrounded by all of the woods, just to spit and get bit
Ay, finger fucking, this g man treating me just like a clit
Ay, figure throw tints on the whip
If I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end
We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, paranoid I can’t trust a soul, gotta watch who I’m with
Ay, ain’t no stopping, no red lights, gotta clutch on the stick
Fuck a groupie ho, I ain’t trusting a bitch
But if I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end
Ah, I’mma clutch your heart at the red light, might draw something at the red
light
Nigga who is that, he look smurkish, he getting close to my tail lights
Might fuck around and go drill tonight, I pray to God I don’t fail tonight
I’m paranoid, don’t move wrong, you might fuck around and get aired tonight
My window tinted got a lil, put my seat down and my hood on
It’s one nut, just click once, not guaranteed that this bitch spark
But this little rocket make him liftoff (But this little rocket make him
liftoff)
And it’s 10 shots in this lil thing, let 6 shots 'fore you dipped off
I done been there, I did done that, been on the other side when that gun clap
Face shot with this big Glock might rearrange a nigga mustache
Pull up and we bounce out, no drive-by, he might buss back
Thug nigga getting rap money like a handicap, getting touched that
I done been there, I did done that, been on the other side when that gun clap
Face shot with this big Glock might rearrange a nigga mustache
Pull up, we bounce out, no drive-by, he might buss back
Thug nigga getting rap money like a handicap, getting touched that
We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, surrounded by all of the woods, just to spit and get bit
Ay, finger fucking, this g man treating me just like a clit
Ay, figure throw tints on the whip
If I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end
We letting shit out of the clip
Ay, paranoid I can’t trust a soul, gotta watch who I’m with
Ay, ain’t no stopping, no red lights, gotta clutch on the stick
Fuck a groupie ho, I ain’t trusting a bitch
But if I’m up brother, I’mma buss for you, this shit til the end, end