MIA

Back, nigga (fuck him back)

Back on this, fuck, nigga, neck (20 bottles)

Now with the cooker (Hunnid K jury)

Michael Drake the beat, got kicked, knock your head down, Gervonta Davis

Since my youngest got a bag, got niggas mad, tell them start hatin' (start hatin' on me)

I went down bad on my dick, now I'm in my bag, I waited patient

Pull up sideways in that ho my bitch a Dino, she ain't basic

Catch a rapper, nigga, sleepin' with that chain, know we gon' take it (gimme that)

When them wifey blew a bag, I remember days I had to fake it

I won't never touch my stab, bitch, this shit put off for my baby (shit put off for my baby)

In the mall, I'm poppin' tats, go in the mirror, I rock the ladies (I rock the ladies)

These little fuck niggas keep dissin', sound like we don't stand on business (pussy ass)

Bitch with all that friendly shit kickin', well all she gon' be missin'? (I ain't shittin')

In the Lama by myself, Jemmy and Drake, we in the trenches (in the trenches)

Take a trip, go M.I.A., these niggas broke, can't leave the city (haha)

On this block, they dropped a hundred cents, they fuck nigga, keep dissin' (stop dissin')

Had the labels in the bag, I went and bought me some more switches (I ain't mean to say that)

Off the perk, I put in work, get in your hole, you know I killed her (I killed that ho)

Pussy boy, think you a demon, off the perk, he ain't no killer

Broad day, I'm in they hood, let's shoot a movie, not no trailer

Catch a opp I ain't got my mask, I'm still gon' blast, bitch, fuck a camera

We spoke on bro, he ain't got no gun, we catch his ass, make an example (make an example)

Slap his ass out with the gin, no baby sound, itch in the cloud

Michael Drake the beat, got kicked, knock your head down, Gervonta Davis (brr, brr)

Since my youngest got a bag, got niggas mad, tell them start hatin' (start hatin' on me)

I went down bad on my dick, now I'm in my bag, I waited patient

Pull up sideways in that ho my bitch a Dino, she ain't basic

Catch a rapper, nigga, sleepin' with that chain, know we gon' take it (gimme that)

When them wifey blew a bag, I remember days I had to fake it (fake it)

I won't never touch my stab, bitch, this shit put off for my baby (shit put off for my baby)

In the mall, I'm poppin' tats, go in the mirror, I rock the ladies (I rock the ladies)