PARANOIA lyrics

[Verse 1: HXLX]
f*ck, on his AK, say you're done, yuh
f*ck, with a stick, money bag, money bag
f*ck, on his AK, say you're done, yuh
f*ck, with a stick, money bag, money bag
I don't give a f*ck about this sh*t, is you sa—a—
Do he wanna f*ck, or do you want a f*cking face, ayy
I don't give a f*ck, b*tch, I don't give a f*ck
Skinning you alive, b*tch, yeah, we don't love

[Verse 2: GOREJIT]
I be taking so much pills, I know I can't handle
Crawling in the graveyard, had to crawl up out the bando
I can tell that your music's garbage, like I'm Fantano
Ran in with an LMG, like I'm f*cking Rambo
b*tch, I'm blacked out, off xans, with a P90
Really, the f*ck up, you can't find me
b*tch, I'm blacked out, off xans, with a P90
Really, the f*ck up, you can't find me
I be taking so much pills, I know I can't handle
Crawling in the graveyard, had to crawl up out the bando
I can tell that your music's garbage, like I'm Fantano
Ram in with an LMG, likе I'm f*cking Rambo

[Verse 3: HINDSIGHT]
I do not give a f*ck 'bout what he says
But AK-47s pointed at yo hеad
I'm gonna stomp you down until you're dead
I leave your missing grave, hunting down with feds
Don't give a f*ck 'bout what you say, b*tch
Rip you open, [?]
I'm gonna hunt you down, bi—
And you get your body [?] down, f*cking word b*tch
I can't give a single sh*t, b*tch
I don't give a f*ck if you are—, think you's the sh*t
b*tch, you don't even have a b*tch
I can't give a [?] way, talking sh*t