Pop Smoke, Gunna, Young Thug - Paranoia lyrics

Yeah, oh, yeah oh, oh, oh, yeah

Paranoia, I'm havin' thoughts in my head
I'm 'bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo, " "Woo" back
Don't ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
 ooh

I told her back off 'fore I'm 'bout
To catch a body bitch, this puller ain't no
Fuckin' Miley Cyrus, kawasaki
(Ooh, skrrt) she gon' ride it like a Harley
Niggas hardly gettin' money right now
I told this bitch, "I can't keep up
Most of my thoughts in the clouds"
(Ah, ah, ah, yeah)
Paranoid, I know some niggas
Wanna see me gone just made twenty mil'
I'm tryna fuckin' enjoy
'Fore you kick my door down and shoot
That's my lil' boy (yeah)
Keep a tool, loose screws, baby
(Loose screws)
When you "Woo, " I'ma "Woo" back
(yeah, woo, woo) aim at his head
(Why?) , put half a mil' on a case and
Go to bed, slatt, slatt (yeah) , yeah, yeah

Paranoia (Slatt) , I'm havin' thoughts in my head (yeah)
I'm 'bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo, " "Woo" back
Don't ask who I am, shoot that
(yeah) in my Dior

Mmm, I gotta be paranoid
Grippin' that FN, you know the streets at war
Let in no one and make sure you lock the door
They hate and love blind
Then you gotta watch your dog
(Watch your dog)
I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry (Sorry)
Cops pulled me over 'cause I'm in a 'Rari
(A 'Rari)
Got top off, but lil' mama ridin' shotty
(Shotty) me and Woo gon' shake the room
Might catch a body (Body)
Real niggas, we love to party like every day
I bought that bitch a Masi', we to the grave
Baby Boy and Taraji, I took some molly
Float like I'm Ali, tryna stay sane (yeah)

Paranoia, I'm havin' thoughts in my head
I'm 'bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo, " "Woo" back
Don't ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior

I just did six days in London, paranoia
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
Thoughts in my head, know that I'm Woo
When you see me, you know that I'm Woo
When you see me, you know that I'm Woo

I said paranoia
I got some thoughts in my head
I'm 'bout to party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I "Woo, " "Woo" back
Don't ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior

That's the paranoia, oh, paranoia
I said I'm paranoid, paranoia