M.I.A (Don't hmu) [feat. 4everZo, Shysty Guap & DyVerse]

Woah
Yeah
Ok let's go go
Yeah
Gang
Woah
Yeah yeah
Woah
I've been getting dough non stop (dough)
Fucking with the gang because she know we going up (Yeah)
She be blowing up my phone nonstop (nonstop)
Bitch I'm M.I.A don't hit me up 
Uh uh yeah
Bitch I'm M.I.A don't hit me up
Bitch I'm M.I.A don't hit me up
Yeah
I just been running up bags
Yeah
Hop on the track and I snap
Yeah
Please don't get turned to a pack
Yeah
Stay with the gang I don't lack (Gang gang)
I put the Raq on the map (yeah)
Thotties be throwing it back
Yeah
Going up so fast they want us to fall
Picture that
A round of applause
She making it clap
Even with flaws
I wanted her bad
I'm all in her jaw
She think I'm a snack
Yeah
Uh uh
Yeah

Uh uh yeah
Aww Yeah
Packs they come in
They be rushing
Get it gone, get it gone
Like it's nothing
Like Houdini
How we left them in the dust quick
Dumping (dumping)
Benjis coming abundant
See we heading to the top
They just want to see me plummet
Bitch from head to toe
It's 1 of 1
Everybody want it
And they me ask who I get it from
But see my name is on it (Yeah)

3 letters be all on my wear
2 seater she hop in the chair
Switch gears and we get out of there
(Woah, woah)
I be on the road nonstop
Getting better with this money
When you tryna take it from me
These hoes like to party
And they don't ever stop
She said she the life of the party
But she turnt off Bacardi
She taking shots like a free throw
She doing things only we know
Had to step back like I'm Harden
Still balling like 2 3 though
Still tryna text me it's green oh
She wanna fuck come on
And shawty she know what I'm on
One night I'm gone
DND don't hit my phone
M.I.A act like I'm lost
Don't need no Ricks to feel like a boss
Oh when that n*gga get home

(Yeah woah)
Bitch these Deady not no Truey jeans
We the ones making designer (yeah)
We the one show them boys how
They see what we doing and they like "how"?
Wit that n*gga Looney we going dumb
To a bag we gone run
Too worried all day long
So you better make this shit count (yeah)
I know I'm blessed I gotta thank god
Top of the morning I go get mine
Remember times I ain't have a dime
Remember they ain't wanna waste they time
Now I see you coming round cause

I've been getting dough non stop (dough)
Fucking with the gang because she know we going up (Yeah)
She be blowing up my phone nonstop
Bitch I'm M.I.A don't hit me up
Uh uh yeah
Uh uh yeah
Bitch I'm M.I.A don't hit me up

Bitch don't hit me up
Bitch don't hit me up
I'm with the gang going up
Bitch don't hit me up
Bitch don't hit me up



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