Paranoid

(Reuel, stop playing with these niggas) Ayy I think this lil' stripper wanna fuck 'cause I tipped her good Bitch wigging, I'ma get her gone like the Timberwolves On the phone with Benihana's, make sure that my shrimp is cooked Stepping in Balenciagas, bitch, I'm really him, just look Bitch, I'm him, like really him, it ain't no duplication Flexing like a jock but it's N.E.R.D. on my Human Races Riding with the Drac' and the Glock, it ain't new they hatin' It ain't them F's on my tests but I still got that stupid paper Threesome in the room with yo bitch and my Glocky on me Called a ham but he sent thе pape' and I stopped responding Wish hе would, my bitch upping stick but I'm not with Wanda Old hoes calling 'cause I'm up, bitch, I'm not rewinding Caught him in some Comme des, the Glock gave him heartburn They don't need no GPS, the bitches know it's our turn Had to tell this bitch, "Before you slide, jam the card first" Low tops with the splatter on 'em, stepping in some artwork I was big tripping, let a bitch tear my heart out She really losing now, broke as hell and her car loud How the fuck y'all got a point for in a dark stout? Something like I'm SpongeBob neighbor, I'm a star now If you felt what I felt, you'd still be throwing up Computer new as hell, they like, "How the fuck you loading up?" Where they selling army tanks at? I'ma tryna blow 'em up Two sticks, give him twenty-one, give that controller up She ain't got no morals, she got on her knees and blew my dick She say, "Boy, you got some big thrust", bitch, I'm used to this Unc' and them could work for U-Haul, they be moving shit Passed the Glock to me like Tory Lanez, I'll shoot this bitch Glock got a flash and a beam, hit him in his bean I got fifteen in my jeans busting out the seams Bitch, I really ball with my team, throw us in the league Bitch, I scam hams and swipe cards, I don't fuck with fees I been on a road running rampage, where's my chill day? If it ain't a couple guns around then I don't feel safe I can't fold this lil' fucker in my pocket, boy, this real pape' Only fuck around this bitch fucking with me probably Bill Gates Thinking you Harambe? Gang and 'em, they like to kill apes This bitch really think that I'm the one, she want a lil' faith I can't even cap, I told her I just want a lil' face Hit a opp with the Aubrey Graham, that's a lil' Drac' Ayy, zapper on the Glock, fuck around and we'll electrocute him I could catch a opp in a wrestling ring and wouldn't wrestle, stupid Nah, I'll really take his head off his neck, we'll execute him Running in the wild with my wolves, I don't mess with poodles Blowing zazas, big zas, I'm tryna catch my vibe Boy, you the type to wave yo hand 'round tryna catch a ride Bitch so fucking irritating, it's the head I like I be winning now but I still feel them L's inside Running in the crib like, oh shit, I done left my .9 Bought a stick, never touched a weight, I don't exercise Feel like I'm the GOAT with this shit, like, best alive If you think it's scam season, wait till my Tech arrive I been feeling like, huh, this the one I been feeling like, huh, we the ones I been feeling scared but I damn near gotta bring a gun I been feeling like that one that shit, oh, don't bring it up I been feeling like, huh, this the one I been feeling like, huh, we the ones I been feeling scared but I damn near gotta bring a gun I been feeling like that one that shit, oh, don't bring it up