Paranoid (Red Lights) - Mbnel

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