PARANOIA RetcH (Ft. Dave East)

[Intro: RetcH]
Yo, yo, yo, ha, yeah, yeah, yo
Uh, ay, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[?] shit, man
Gave my shawty a lil burner, shit
Put my bitch in all that Prada shit
Uh, uh, yo

[Verse 1: RetcH]
We was starving in the projects, wasn't making progress
Started scamming, we was praying that the payment process
I had some friends that died young, the hard pain to digest
She made me wanna pour some drank, got some empty spot yet
I hear a whole lot of talk, why ain't nobody pop yet?
Pistol back a nigga up like that morning hot breath
Hit some new shit from Givenchy I ain't get to cop yet
Outfit 5 bands, sneakers, they ain't even dropped yet
I ain't never had a stylist, all my shit from Paris
And I'd be damned to let a bitch play me like I'm average
I'm tryna use Google Maps without getting thrown in traffic
I was supposed to take the exit, bitch made me pass it
I fell in love with money when I touched that raw 'caine
Shit, I just got some cheesecake on my Balmain
And I bust my own gun, I just run with the shooters
The other day, they kicked me out for tryna fuck in the Uber
I used to serve out the taxi, tryna evade the cops
And I be taking lean naps rocking Saint Laurent
Bitches overstepping boundaries, shorty, play your part
I be dipped in all designer while I browse for art
Margiela, Lo, Prada, Louis, and Gabana
I press the button, have my youngins come and wet your block up
I don't just be anywhere, I gotta keep my stock up
I'm in first class tripping, tryna pour this Wock up