Streak Boomin, Og Chiraq - Gone M.I.A. Lyrics

Hahaa
Aw man
Alright
Gone MIA
Disappear
Misappear
Reappear
Hey bitch, look who's here
Let's get this shit, immortal as fuck
I feel like Travis Barker
Streak Week 5 done blessed my life
And in the moment of it
A chick with a off-white
And we all know her clique
Came and gave me a kiss with the word
Streak Boomin printed on her fit
She was a converse type of girl
With a girl, like a pearl
But now in the end
You're not a part of my world
Bitch
Ain't that some shit
My tolerance for you just wasn't it
Huh, stupid bitch
I was your flex
Told that bitch I was God
And let her do the rest
Coming with the rage
Out of this phase
Cus 2+2 is 4
Bitch I want some more
Me and Chiraq
We've been through this before
Bitch, give me some top
Close the door
You were my whole world
You were my girl
You let me know, girl
You set the tone
You fucking hoe
Do I go better on slow
Or on fucking go mode
Posted a pic of myself
That's how I got a bitch back
Told that bitch come skip back
Let her skip class
Throw that shit back
Let em know where you miss being at
Whom you speaking to
Let's speak the truth
Send your man my way so I can lower his tomb
I know you still think about me when you see the moon
It's only been a minute since I've been
Gone MIA
Disappear
Misappear
Reappear
Hey bitch, look who's here
Let's get this shit, immortal as fuck
I feel like Travis Barker
Streak Week 5 done blessed my life
Lets stop all that cap, lets drop this track
November 15, Streak Week
Coming with the rage
You would think that you could do it better
Baby boy we've trappin out them Boomin sweaters
Yeah cus we self made
And we getting paid, we out here doing this shit
Everyday not doing it for the money neither for the fame
You can call me a lame but this ain't a game
I'm just tryna make a name
Just tryna make sure you know that I came
But I ain't come to play
So let me set the bar straight
Baby boy if we are gonna do it
Then we gotta do it my way
Your homeboy moving sideway
Tryna fuck up my day
Why they fuck up my day
But I gotta keep it going and going
Gotta keep it flowin and flowin
These hittas think they knowing and knowing
But they don't be knowing and knowing
That's why your girl on my dick
Na
Let me stop the cap
Cus my girl got the gat
These hoes is a trap
Waiting for the week, November 15
80% Of that week is me
Going all out saving the YouTube drought
This all its about, gotta keep it g
You wish you was me
This the end of the beat
Now that's a wrap on me

Hahaa
Aw man
Alright
Gone MIA
Disappear
Misappear
Reappear
Hey bitch, look who's here
Let's get this shit, immortal as fuck
I feel like Travis Barker
Streak Week 5 done blessed my life
And in the moment of it
A chick with a off-white
And we all know her clique
Came and gave me a kiss with the word
Streak Boomin printed on her fit
She was a converse type of girl
With a girl, like a pearl
But now in the end
You're not a part of my world
Bitch
Ain't that some shit
My tolerance for you just wasn't it
Huh, stupid bitch
I was your flex
Told that bitch I was God
And let her do the rest
Coming with the rage
Out of this phase
Cus 2+2 is 4
Bitch I want some more
Me and Chiraq
We've been through this before
Bitch, give me some top
Close the door
You were my whole world
You were my girl
You let me know, girl
You set the tone
You fucking hoe
Do I go better on slow
Or on fucking go mode
Posted a pic of myself
That's how I got a bitch back
Told that bitch come skip back
Let her skip class
Throw that shit back
Let em know where you miss being at
Whom you speaking to
Let's speak the truth
Send your man my way so I can lower his tomb
I know you still think about me when you see the moon
It's only been a minute since I've been
Gone MIA
Disappear
Misappear
Reappear
Hey bitch, look who's here
Let's get this shit, immortal as fuck
I feel like Travis Barker
Streak Week 5 done blessed my life
Lets stop all that cap, lets drop this track
November 15, Streak Week
Coming with the rage
You would think that you could do it better
Baby boy we've trappin out them Boomin sweaters
Yeah cus we self made
And we getting paid, we out here doing this shit
Everyday not doing it for the money neither for the fame
You can call me a lame but this ain't a game
I'm just tryna make a name
Just tryna make sure you know that I came
But I ain't come to play
So let me set the bar straight
Baby boy if we are gonna do it
Then we gotta do it my way
Your homeboy moving sideway
Tryna fuck up my day
Why they fuck up my day
But I gotta keep it going and going
Gotta keep it flowin and flowin
These hittas think they knowing and knowing
But they don't be knowing and knowing
That's why your girl on my dick
Na
Let me stop the cap
Cus my girl got the gat
These hoes is a trap
Waiting for the week, November 15
80% Of that week is me
Going all out saving the YouTube drought
This all its about, gotta keep it g
You wish you was me
This the end of the beat
Now that's a wrap on me