Yeah, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I Woo, Woo back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior, ooh
I told her back off fore Im bout to catch a body
Bitch, this puller aint no fuckin Miley Cyrus, Kawasaki 
She gon ride it like a Harley, niggas hardly gettin money right now
I told this bitch, I cant keep up, most of my thoughts in the clouds 
Paranoid, I know some niggas wanna see me gone
Just made twenty mil, Im tryna fuckin enjoy
Fore you kick my door down and shoot, thats my lil boy 
Keep a tool, loose screws, baby 
When you Woo, Ima Woo back 
Aim at his head , put half a mil on a case and go to bed, slatt, slatt , yeah, yeah
Paranoia , Im havin thoughts in my head 
Im at the party in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I Woo, Woo back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Mmm, I gotta be paranoid
Grippin that FN, you know the streets at war
Leadin to one thing, make sure you lock the door
They hate that Im locked in, you gotta watch your door 
Im sorry, but Im not sorry 
Cops pull me over cause Im in a Rari 
Got topped off from lil mama ridin shotty 
Man, Woo gon shake the room, might catch a body 
Real niggas, we love to party, like everyday
I bought that bitch a Masi, we two look great
Baby boy in Taraji, I took some molly
Float like Im Ali, tryna stay sane 
Paranoia, Im havin thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I Woo, Woo back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
You know reality bites, its chess, not checkers
Those empty threats only sound good on your records
If the patois is not followed by a Blocka
Its like Marked for Death Screwface, without the choppa
Let em rush the stage when you made like Sinatra
Only to hide the blade flyin back through LaGuardia
I might even buy a home out in Mississauga
On my walls, have scrawls of Tschabalalas
Many dolls, thatre sprawled, they my Ill Nanas
Make a call, she gon crawl, bad gyal Patra
Im involved and absolved, I am Godfather, hush
I just did six days in London, paranoia
Shoot for the stars, aim for the moon
Thoughts in my head, know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
When you see me, you know that Im Woo
I said paranoia, I got some thoughts in my head
Im at the party, in Cartier, yeah
Walk in the club with two straps
When I Woo, Woo back
Dont ask who I am, shoot that in my Dior
Thats the paranoia, oh, the paranoia
I said Im paranoid, paranoia