M.I.A.
Lyrics
Dripping in vlone, did it on my own
Now they hit my phone I might just go
M.I.A.
Hunnids on my blue, gucci glitter on the shoes
This forty on me too I might just shoot it go boom boom boom
Back back back back to the trap
In a trap house back to selling
Now I got bands in Amiri pants
Fucking on a barbie imma break her back
Fucking in a rari pulling out her tracks
Later hit saks blow a couple racks
These are Prada shoes not airmax
Got a lot to lose so I keep a strap
My bro got a Chopper fully auto
I'm sipping this lean out the bottle
Dedicated to all the broke opps
You can't even spell Ferragamo
I know you ain't getting guap
But I heard you flex a lot
What you make in a year
Bitch I just spent that on my watch
Dripping in vlone, did it on my own
Now they hit my phone I might just go
M.I.A.
Hunnids on my blue, gucci glitter on the shoes
This forty on me too I might just shoot it go boom boom boom
I was making moves while they tapping snooze
Hunnids on me blue I could not lose
Didn't have shit now designer shoes
Expensive fabrics I got jimmy choos
Get the job done gotta keep a tool
Air Force 1s and a forty two
Got the wrong one I am not a fool
Get you lined up like we playing pool
My bro got a Chopper fully auto
I'm sipping this lean out the bottle
Dedicated to all the broke opps
You can't even spell Ferragamo
I know you ain't getting guap
But I heard you flex a lot
What you make in a year
Bitch I just spent that on my watch
Dripping in vlone, did it on my own
Now they hit my phone I might just go
M.I.A.
Hunnids on my blue, gucci glitter on the shoes
This forty on me too I might just shoot it go boom boom boom
Writer(s): kasey dalanhese
Copyright(s): Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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