BuckTheGenie - Paranoid Lyrics

I was gone for a minute, nigga, but now I'm back Bitch, my name Buck, I'ma take him off
The map Selling good drugs off the motherf*ckin' trap
I'm too high, I'm too paranoid Where the f*ck my straps? Like it's Rockstar
GTA Bitch, I got the Cheat codes

I don't need to wear black Kill him in my street clothes
That ho, she for everybody Yeah, that bitch a free throw
They say, who the f*ck did it? Me and my amigos
Kicked that nigga out the crew Yeah, I heard that he told

They say, what's the menu when I bounce out with a kilo
Who keep knockin' on the door lookin' through the peephole
Oh, it's a pretty bitch I heard she want it deep, thoat
I could tell she really want it Sippin' Casamigos

But shit, shorty, I don't care Go on, do your freak show
Yeah, baby, I don't care But shit, you better pop off
Gonna pick some drugs up He sent me to drop off
Yeah, I f*ckin' took the perc Like it was a cough drop

She said, do I really want it? She know that I'm not soft
Nigga tryna run up on me Yeah, that nigga got shot
Kicked that little nigga, yeah Put him in a crock pot
Smoked that nigga dead, homies Put him in a blunt

Yo, nigga, ain't shit Cause I taught him how to stunt
Feelin' like Travis off the motherf*ckin' runts
I'm the highest in the room, nigga Where the f*ck my gun
I'm swimmin' with the sharks, lil' nigga, you a fish

I'm finna light a backwood, I'm finna light a swish
Shout-out to my pops, he taught me not to be a bitch
Happy C-Day to my nigga, motherf*cker, make a wish
I-I-I-I-I miss my lil' baby, my back was against the wall

I said I was at work, busy with like 20 calls
Yeah, I'm tryna get this money, baby, so that we could ball
Ain't you overthinkin, trippin, mama? I'm not one of y'all
I was gone for a minute, nigga, but now I'm back

Wish my name Buck, I'ma take him off the map
Sellin' good drugs off the motherf*ckin' trap
I'm too high, I'm too paranoid Where the f*ck my shit
Yo, nigga gave you nothing, yo, nigga gave you gap

Only want you for the pussy, want you for the dap
When you a buck, baby, you get more and get some racks
I don't f*ck with anybody, so I gotta keep a mac
From the bottom to the top like Drake, countin' all the cash

And like my nigga Pa, you always gotta keep a strap
Nigga, don't fall for it, that's another f*ckin' trap
I'm feelin' paranoid, nigga, huh, where the f*ck my strap
I was gone for a minute, nigga, but now I'm back

Bitch my name Buck, I'ma take him off the map
Sellin' good drugs off the motherf*ckin' trap
I'm too high, I'm too paranoid Where the f*ck my strap
I was gone for a minute, nigga, but now I'm back

Bitch my name Buck, I'ma take him off the map
Sellin' good drugs off the motherf*ckin' trap
I'm too high, I'm too paranoid Where the f*ck my strap