​took da chance

[Chorus]
BITCH, I’M IN THE FIELD…
Where the Oxy Cotton?
I can’t trust hoes ‘cause they plottin’
Pass the work like John Stockton
Kick yo’ door in, we ain’t knockin’
We ran down on ‘em, why he talkin’?
I’m Mr. Hop Out, bitch, I’m parkin’ (Mr. Hop Out)
Yeah, slide in wit’ the fifty
Glock on me, not no Smithy’
Bitch, this tool could come to yo’ city
White man got Perc’s, nigga, shit nitty’
You know I got the Perc’s, mannnnn
I ain’t last, bitch, I’m first, mannnnn
Swear I had this shit worse, mannnnn
I’M PARANOID LIKE I’M CURSED, MANNNNN

[Verse]
I’M PARANOID
Coulda’ been somebody like Brandon Roy
Aye, just like a baby shower, we pop out the blue, like, “It’s a boy!”
Aye, stop hittin’ my phone on some bullshit ‘cause that shit annoyin’
Aye, he think I’m a lick but I’m out here, bitch, I ain’t goin’… (Yeahhhhh)
WHAT? REAL NIGGA, I BE ON MY SHIT
TALK DOWN, LET THE DRACO SPIT
CRISP FADE, THIS SHIT MATCH MY FIT
STOP PURPIN’, THAT IS NOT YO’ BLICK
STOP CAPPIN’, YOU IS NOT NO CRIP
I TOOK DA CHANCE ON A ACID TRAP
I GET CHEESE LIKE NACHO CHIP
FEEL LIKE OSAMAAAAA, DRAC’ MAKE ‘EM DIP

[Chorus]
BITCH, I’M IN THE FIELD…
Where the Oxy Cotton?
I can’t trust hoes ‘cause they plottin’
Pass the work like John Stockton
Kick yo’ door in, we ain’t knockin’
We ran down on ‘em, why he talkin’?
I’m Mr. Hop Out, bitch, I’m parkin’ (Mr. Hop Out)
Yeah, slide in wit’ the fifty
Glock on me, not no Smithy’
Bitch, this tool could come to yo’ city
White man got Perc’s, nigga, shit nitty’
You know I got the Perc’s, mannnnn
I ain’t last, bitch, I’m first, mannnnn
Swear I had this shit worse, mannnnn
I’M PARANOID LIKE I’M CURSED, MANNNNN