Paranoid (feat. Polo G)

Uh, yeah

I ain't poppin' out till I got a couple M's sittin' right in my bank account

And my family dependin' on me, I'm the one that's gon' make it out

I'm so paranoid, I think everybody gonna snake me out

I think everybody out to get me now

So that's why I'm geeked up off this Henny now

Yeah, I'm numbin' the pain, I don't feel it now

And I got 'em so mad 'cause I'm winnin' now

Yeah, the Glock on my waist, I might air it out

Fit it right in my purse, I don't wear it out

Make sure the bag matchin' my shoes, they Maison Margiela

My chains, I'ma wear 'em all

Yeah, this brand-new Birkin can't fit in my closet

'Member Britt gave me them hand-mе-downs

Yeah, parasitic, uh, yeah, thesе niggas wanna eat off me

I don't really trust niggas, uh, yeah, shout out to Lil Reese

Fell in love with this money (this money, this)

Yeah, I count it in my sleep

Avianne this water (this water, this water)

Yeah, he got it from the sea (yeah)

Overthinkin' be killin' me now

Grab my ex, put a gun to his mouth

Body bag in that bitch, then I'm out

Then I leave that shit right at your mama home

Only if you knew what I've been through

It's some shit I can't tell you, I know (uh, yeah)

Your own homie be jealous and envious, baby, that's how that shit go (yeah)

I ain't poppin' out till I got a couple M's sittin' right in my bank account (I ain't poppin' out)

And my family dependin' on me, I'm the one that's gon' make it out

I'm so paranoid (I'm so paranoid), I think everybody gonna snake me out

I think everybody out to get me now

So that's why I'm geeked up off this Henny now

Yeah, I'm numbin' the pain, I don't feel it now

And I got 'em so mad 'cause I'm winnin' now

Yeah, the Glock on my waist, I might air it out (this Glock pfft, pfft)

Fit it right in my purse, I don't wear it out (I don't wear it out)

Make sure the bag matchin' my shoes, they Maison Margiela

My chains, I'ma wear 'em all

Yeah, this brand-new Birkin can't fit in my closet

'Member Britt gave me them hand-me-downs

And that really fucked up my mental

Ain't got no time to be stuck in the middle

I'm with some steppers, say: Fuck it, and kill you

Can't really talk when them slugs sittin' in you

Hungry for hits, we got blood on the menu

Posted with shots in your club or your venue

He scratchin' off, gave my cousin a signal

Go catch a body, a dub what I give you (oh, oh)

I know we playin' for keeps, I can't keep it fair

Woke up and you blessed if you breathin' air

Standin' on business like, no, I don't need a chair

Nonchalant 'bout them killers, don't even care

I'm from where loyalty hard to see, it's rare

If you headed to the top, I can meet you there

The tags on my clothes and a slider I ain't even wear

Broken-hearted from love, so I need repairs, uh

I ain't poppin' out till I got a couple M's sittin' right in my bank account (I ain't poppin' out)

And my family dependin' on me, I'm the one that's gon' make it out

I'm so paranoid (I'm so paranoid), I think everybody gonna snake me out

I think everybody out to get me now

So that's why I'm geeked up off this Henny now

Yeah, I'm numbin' the pain, I don't feel it now

And I got 'em so mad 'cause I'm winnin' now

Yeah, the Glock on my waist, I might air it out (this Glock pfft, pfft)

Fit it right in my purse, I don't wear it out (I don't wear it out)

Make sure the bag matchin' my shoes, they Maison Margiela

My chains, I'ma wear 'em all

Yeah, this brand-new Birkin can't fit in my closet

'Member Britt gave me them hand-me-downs (yeah, yeah)

Crazy dilemma, uh (yeah, yeah)

Now I keep dollar signs on my daily agenda, uh

Swear I miss all my guys, I'll make sure they remember, uh (RIP, rest in peace)

I hate that Gucci died that day in September, uh-uh

Yeah, Polo