
kltekk - paranoid - flipp lyrics
[intro: rmc mike]
(kltekk)
b+tch
ayy
[verse 1: rmc mike]
don’t believe everything you hear, boy, that ain’t the truth
k sh+ll break his face down, look like baby food
unc’ stabbed a n+gga forty times and he eighty+two
cuz took an automatic chop from a jamaican dude
h+ll yeah, they bang our sh+t in jamaica too
this a new batch, here, j, come taste this food
used to ask bro for a dub, now i’m making blues
b+tch caught me cheating red+handed, still played it cool
[verse 2: rio da yung og]
i just dropped a hundred shots, i’m tryna make the news
green and red beam on the glock, but i’ll chase you too
yeah, she gave that p+ssy up for free, but i raped her too
beat the p+ssy up for three minutes, yeah, i ate it too
let my n+gga hit the blunt with me, but i’ll face it too
rinse the pot out after—
beat a n+gga ass, shoot him twice, then i maced him too
oh, i forgot i had my knife, i shanked him too
[verse 3: rmc mike]
poke a n+gga like i’m tryna take his temperature
oh, he ain’t die? hit him twice with a dillinger
hit girly off a perc’ for hours, end up k!lling her
b+tch came back alive, i had to finish her
i dove in that p+ssy, n+gga, knee+deep
high as h+ll while i put in work, n+gga, riri
thirty shots after thirty shots, glock on repeat
new tape on the way, i need 10k for a sneak peek
[verse 4: rio da yung og]
i’m paranoid, a car rolled past and i shot it up
last night i beat my pockets’ ass, they knotted up
this my first time cookin’ dope, i almost locked it up
i bought a glass pint of red and f+cked the profit up
i need to find a new habit
unky sniff coke and smoke dope, he got two habits
i got a trick up my sleeve, but i don’t do magic
i took my hat off my head and pulled out two rabbits
[verse 5: rmc mike]
pint of red, finna drop it in a mountain dew
this a g+wagen, this b+tch fast, it climb mountains too
girly mean to you, but suck my d+ck for a pound of fruit
black as h+ll, but the p+ssy pink like majin buu
d+mn, i couldn’t hide the proof
unc’ pulled up on me in the range with the slidin’ roof
cuz paid a hundred+eighty blues for a diamond tooth
plus he sell dope and all that, we still grindin’ too
ho, i got a lot to say
made thirteen hundred off of rapping, bought a glock today
i’m finna drop a hundred shots, n+gga, dr. j
bro supercharged the corvette so the cops won’t chase
[verse 6: rio da yung og]
b+tch, i, b+tch i been a leader
ten milli’ glock, this b+tch twenty+two centimeters
creep up on a n+gga fast as h+ll like a centipede
i put it in a runtz pack, but it’s some different weed
b+tch tried to put her lips on mine, ain’t no kissing me
me and mike dropped dum and dumb3r and made history
pull up shootin’ k bullets out a buick century
i wanna drive a rolls+royce through flint, we need bigger streets
i need a six of red
had a threesome with two fat hoes, i need a bigger bed
mike conceited and he arrogant, i got a bigger head
try me, then you gon’ take more shots than a liquor+head
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