Don Ricardo Drive [Paranoia]

(Hook)
I need a stick with the mag
I need my jits out the trap
Hit my line with the bands
Hit my line with the bands

(Verse 1)
Respect my conglomerate
Don't get finessed with no counterfeits, good lord
Milk got the boy on designer shit
Used to move work out my momma crib
I pray this feeling is everlasting
Im bout cream, i pull strings like I'm Eric Clapton
I'm off the drugs, its 8AM
I Con, not Jaden Smith
Might chop a brick just to pay the rent
Cocaine riots, cocaine riots
Shawty sing like Barbra Streisand

(Hook)
I need a stick with the mag
I need my jits out the trap
Hit my line with the bands
Hit my line with the bands

I need a stick with the mag
I need my jits out the trap
Hit my line with the bands
Hit my line with the bands

(Verse 2)
We ducking twelve and indictments
They free'd my dogs out the Island
T-Shirt came from Tyler bitch
I am Perry with the Pyrex
D's plot round my end
D's plot round my end
Twelve pull up on a mothafucka, i dont know nothing
Pull up on a hoe. He bitch made, let me hold something
Plotting on licks
I hit a stain, move the work to the sticks
Used to ditch school, move the work the bridge
Gotta get it how i live

(Hook)
I need a stick with the mag
I need my jits out the trap
Hit my line with the bands
Hit my line with the bands

I need a stick with the mag
I need my jits out the trap
Hit my line with the bands
Hit my line with the bands