Paranoid Ft Anti & Dirty Tay lyrics

[Chorus: ColdHeartedSavage]
Boy we don't know you don't come on this end
Get a new spot then we breaking it in
That n*gga died ain't none of my business
They talking money they know that we get it
He cross that line put a dime on his fitted
Gotta get my gun up in that b*tch I think I'm paranoid
Gotta put a silencer on that b*tch this b*tch makes hella noise
I just let my brother hit my b*tch no I don't care for her
Hoe I put my all up in this sh*t, b*tch, ima grind for it
n*ggas get to dying up in this b*tch if he cross that line lord

[Verse 1: Anti Da Menace]
Put this b*tch on auto
Bet this fully flip your tahoe
We don't step on him today then we gonna step on him tomorrow
Facts
Treat him like Ricky get hit in the back
I'm really rich I’ll spin in a cat
It's a dub on that boy and a dub on his brother on my momma ima get all these f*ck n*ggas whacked
If you are an enemy, show me the energy
I'm with the gang 100 sticks in the BnB
She trying to hit me my phone be on DND
I can go blind ain't no opp n*gga seeing me
Walk on my feet like I walk on the beat
100 shots if you f*cking with me
I put a 10 on him
Bow Bow
Throw that little b*tch in the creek
Ain't no making it out
Better find the safer route
Competition, opposition
Know I gotta take them out
Lighter fluid, cigarette
Know it’s time to burn it down
If that truck pull on this street
We gonna make ‘em turn around
[Chorus]
Boy we don't know you don't come on this end
Get a new spot then we breaking it in
That n*gga died ain't none of my business
They talking money they know that we get it
He cross that line put a dime on his head
Gotta get my gun up in that b*tch I think I'm paranoid
Gotta put a silencer on that b*tch this b*tch make hella noise
I just let my brother hit my b*tch no I don't care for her
Hoe i put my all up in this sh*t, b*tch, ima grind for it
n*ggas get to dying up in this b*tch if he cross that line lord

[Verse 2: Dirty Tay]
Them n*ggas ain't opps they chasing that clout
We running this sh*t and they running their mouth
We gon’ find where he stay and lay on his house
This n*gga must think he can't get knocked out
I only f*ck the hoe to get my rocks off
She suck the di*k until that motherf*cker soft
We don’t listen to opps turn that f*ck n*gga off
Yeah we got the bags and we ain't running out
I keep my business I switched up the route
Im gon’ get rich I ain't got no doubt
Knew she a 10 she want a little clout
I just told DT they can't figure us out
Vibes, we the ones bringing them out
sl*t them out, then switch them and send them their way
Yall know what happenin' we run the A
Them b*tch n*ggas hiding they ain't come out and play
He got out of line and got knocked out of state
I only f*ck the b*tch, put a hoe in her place
You don’t f*ck with us, that’s fine, okay
Why you sneak dissing? n*gga sign that K
We get the drop we spying then we spray
They know it’s us they ducking they plate
We spin, spin, spin, make sh*t rotate
Yeah, we on they ass we ain’t took no break
[Chorus]
Boy we don't know you don't come on this end
Get a new spot then we breaking it in
That n*gga died ain't none of my business
They talking money they know that we get it
He cross that line put a dime on his fitted
Gotta get my gun up in that b*tch I think I'm paranoid
Gotta put a silencer on that b*tch this b*tch makes hella noise
I just let my brother hit my b*tch no I don't care for her
Hoe I put my all up in this sh*t, b*tch, ima grind for it
n*ggas get to dying up in this b*tch if he cross that line lord