MIA
Gypsy
Ooh
Yeah
Huh
Woah
Yeah
C'mon
Woah
Aye
I'm High as Fuck my Mind is Gone Bitch MIA
It Feel like Ain't Nothing at All is In My Way
If she ain't tryna Suck Me Off
Out My Face
She said I never Show Her Love
Not My Place
I'm Running this Bitch for the Fun
Not My Race
Feeling Fucked Up off These Drugs
Outerspace
Feeling Done Up Off This Cup
MIA
Finna put another Blunt
To my face
Pull up choppa make em Run
Like a race
Swear I do this shit for Fun
They gon hate
Bitch I do just what I Want
Every day
Smoking on this fucking Dope
Medicate
The Cash Gettin
The Cash Flippin Renegade
Fuck her good until she cum and then I run away
Hit dat ass like it's a drum I'm talking 808
Ima run my money up don't know no other way
Ice my wrist I wanna buss it down on my Patek
Pop my shit, I'm starting to feel like I'm in my own lane
Fuck ya bitch and then I pass her over to the gang
She gon play round with my Dick like dat shit was a Game
Told her ass to make a wish she said to make it rain
I Been on my shit for real
They gon know my name
Ima never ever tell
When I'm On My Way
Hey
Yeah
Woah
Aye
I'm High as Fuck my Mind is Gone Bitch MIA
It Feel like Ain't Nothing at All is In My Way
If she ain't tryna Suck Me Off
Out My Face
She said I never Show Her Love
Not My Place
I'm Running this Bitch for the Fun
Not My Race
Feeling Fucked Up off These Drugs
Outerspace
Feeling Done Up Off This Cup
MIA
Ooh
Yeah
Huh
Woah
Yeah
C'mon
Woah
Aye
I'm High as Fuck my Mind is Gone Bitch MIA
It Feel like Ain't Nothing at All is In My Way
If she ain't tryna Suck Me Off
Out My Face
She said I never Show Her Love
Not My Place
I'm Running this Bitch for the Fun
Not My Race
Feeling Fucked Up off These Drugs
Outerspace
Feeling Done Up Off This Cup
MIA
Finna put another Blunt
To my face
Pull up choppa make em Run
Like a race
Swear I do this shit for Fun
They gon hate
Bitch I do just what I Want
Every day
Smoking on this fucking Dope
Medicate
The Cash Gettin
The Cash Flippin Renegade
Fuck her good until she cum and then I run away
Hit dat ass like it's a drum I'm talking 808
Ima run my money up don't know no other way
Ice my wrist I wanna buss it down on my Patek
Pop my shit, I'm starting to feel like I'm in my own lane
Fuck ya bitch and then I pass her over to the gang
She gon play round with my Dick like dat shit was a Game
Told her ass to make a wish she said to make it rain
I Been on my shit for real
They gon know my name
Ima never ever tell
When I'm On My Way
Hey
Yeah
Woah
Aye
I'm High as Fuck my Mind is Gone Bitch MIA
It Feel like Ain't Nothing at All is In My Way
If she ain't tryna Suck Me Off
Out My Face
She said I never Show Her Love
Not My Place
I'm Running this Bitch for the Fun
Not My Race
Feeling Fucked Up off These Drugs
Outerspace
Feeling Done Up Off This Cup
MIA
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Writer(s): Jared Medina
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