M.I.A
(big vee hop on with some fire)
Look
Turn my headphones up a lil bit
MIA I BEEN MIA
MIA I BEEN MIA ayyy
Now im payed
I dont need a bait
Now im payed
I dont wanna see your face
And these kids with the guns go (bang)
What what uh uh (wait what)
What what uh uh (shoot shoot shoot)
What what uh uh (grrrrt pow)
This is fully automatic aiming on my head
I got red dot
Like the flag of japan
I know shooters doing shit but they dont
Really love it or care
I know rappers doing shit for
All the money in the layers
50 dollar feature 5 years later
You'll have to pay 50 million
For the best player
This a goddamn mayhem
For the crown, steal em
Best rapper i will be the same way you treat him
Never held a strap neither you rappers
But thats the only way you talk about
Say you in a gang but i know you barely even hanging out
She for the streets? i know you sit with her and write this down
Polo lil baby nardo fivio and wick gotta tell you a lot
(Shout out)
And when i say its fine you know it aint
Cause i hate spending money for a bitch
And you know its bigvee (know its big vee)
Yeah turn me up G
They gon make it
Pop pop pop
Yeah yeah yeah
I BEEN MIA
MIA I BEEN MIA
Now im payed
I dont see your face
Now im payed
I dont wanna see your face
And these kids with the guns go
What what uh uh (shoot shoot shoot)
What what uh uh (yeah yeah)
What what uh uh (grrrrt pow)
Back in new york with same style
40 on me its a base line
Uber drivers doing facetime
This gang shit it aint mine
I feel like, ido some shit
I make mistakes and they fall on everybody like acid rain
Everybody getting infected in the same plane
Maybe this aint acid
Maybe im looking at it in a wrong way wrong path and wrong lane
Maybe this some holy water to confess my sins
That i made
But all i see is
Glock 10 got dirty get a new one
This clip hold 30 i need 2 guns
Lil kids taking crime in their EP's
They be hella scared i can tell you by
Their instincts
Still making digits faggots 200k on baggots
I cant take this shit no more
I will smith you if you aint rockin with me
(will smith you if you aint rockin me)
I grrrt pow if you be judgin me
(grrr pow if you be judgin me)
Uh
I been going MIA
Missing in Action bitch
They gon make it
Pop pop pop
Yeah yeah yeah
Look
Turn my headphones up a lil bit
MIA I BEEN MIA
MIA I BEEN MIA ayyy
Now im payed
I dont need a bait
Now im payed
I dont wanna see your face
And these kids with the guns go (bang)
What what uh uh (wait what)
What what uh uh (shoot shoot shoot)
What what uh uh (grrrrt pow)
This is fully automatic aiming on my head
I got red dot
Like the flag of japan
I know shooters doing shit but they dont
Really love it or care
I know rappers doing shit for
All the money in the layers
50 dollar feature 5 years later
You'll have to pay 50 million
For the best player
This a goddamn mayhem
For the crown, steal em
Best rapper i will be the same way you treat him
Never held a strap neither you rappers
But thats the only way you talk about
Say you in a gang but i know you barely even hanging out
She for the streets? i know you sit with her and write this down
Polo lil baby nardo fivio and wick gotta tell you a lot
(Shout out)
And when i say its fine you know it aint
Cause i hate spending money for a bitch
And you know its bigvee (know its big vee)
Yeah turn me up G
They gon make it
Pop pop pop
Yeah yeah yeah
I BEEN MIA
MIA I BEEN MIA
Now im payed
I dont see your face
Now im payed
I dont wanna see your face
And these kids with the guns go
What what uh uh (shoot shoot shoot)
What what uh uh (yeah yeah)
What what uh uh (grrrrt pow)
Back in new york with same style
40 on me its a base line
Uber drivers doing facetime
This gang shit it aint mine
I feel like, ido some shit
I make mistakes and they fall on everybody like acid rain
Everybody getting infected in the same plane
Maybe this aint acid
Maybe im looking at it in a wrong way wrong path and wrong lane
Maybe this some holy water to confess my sins
That i made
But all i see is
Glock 10 got dirty get a new one
This clip hold 30 i need 2 guns
Lil kids taking crime in their EP's
They be hella scared i can tell you by
Their instincts
Still making digits faggots 200k on baggots
I cant take this shit no more
I will smith you if you aint rockin with me
(will smith you if you aint rockin me)
I grrrt pow if you be judgin me
(grrr pow if you be judgin me)
Uh
I been going MIA
Missing in Action bitch
They gon make it
Pop pop pop
Yeah yeah yeah
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