PARANOID

Yo

I keep telling yall niggas

These bitches be grimy and these niggas be grimy as fuck too

And that same bitch that say she love you still do it to you

I keep checking my shoulder I'm paranoid these niggas gone get me

Don't close your eyes if you blink bet a nigga gone kill you

But I got a lot to lose might hire a hitman

Can't get my hands dirty but I'm still in the field

I'm in the drop it's a Benz you know my bitch rock Cartier lenses

Treat that bitch like an opp she let you think shit sweet and I bet she still drop that pin

Can't share location cause if she got your lo might as well let that bitch win