Lyrics Paranoia (feat. Gunna & Young Thug) - Young Thug , Pop Smoke , Gunna

Yeah
Oh, yeah
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
B-, this cooler ain't no f- Miley Cyrus, Kawasaki (ooh, skrrt)
She gon' ride it like a Harley, n- hardly gettin' money right now
I told this b-, "I can't keep up
Most of my thoughts in the clouds" (ah, ah, ah, yeah)

Paranoid (geeked), I know some n- wanna see me gone

Just made 20 mil', I'm tryna f- 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

Mm, I gotta be paranoid
Grippin' that FN, you know the streets at war
Let anyone in, make sure you lock the door
They hate that I'm locked in
You gotta watch your door (watch your door)

I'm sorry, but I'm not sorry (sorry)
Cops pull me over 'cause I'm in a 'Rari (a 'Rari)
Got top off a lil' mama ridin' shotty (shotty)
Me and Woo gon' shake the room, might catch a body (body)
Real n-, we love to party, like everyday
I bought that b- 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, the paranoia

I said I'm paranoid, paranoia