Rio Da Yung Og & RMC Mike – Paranoid (Instrumental) (Prod. By ENRGY)

[Intro: RMC Mike]
(Enrgy Beats)
Bitch
Ayy

[Verse 1: RMC Mike]
Don’t believe everything you hear, boy, that ain’t the truth
K shell break his face down, look like baby food
Unc’ stabbed a nigga forty times and he eighty-two
Cuz took an automatic chop from a Jamaican dude
Hell yeah, they bang our shit 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
Bitch 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 pussy up for free, but I raped her too
Beat the pussy up for three minutes, yeah, I ate it too
Let my nigga hit the blunt with me, but I’ll face it too
Rinse the pot out after—
Beat a nigga 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 nigga 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 killing her
Bitch came back alive, I had to finish her
I dove in that pussy, nigga, knee-deep
High as hell while I put in work, nigga, RiRi
Thirty shots after thirty shots, Glock on repeat
New tape on the way, I need 10K for a sneak peak

[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 fucked 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 bitch fast, it climb mountains too
Girly mean to you, but suck my dick for a pound of fruit
Black as hell, but the pussy pink like Majin Buu
Damn, 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, nigga, Dr. J
Bro supercharged the Corvette so the cops won’t chase

[Verse 6: Rio Da Yung OG]
Bitch, I been a leader
Ten milli’ Glock, this bitch twenty-two centimeters
Creep up on a nigga fast as hell like a centipede
I put it in a Runtz pack, but it’s some different weed
Bitch 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