M.I.A

Gotta' keep them racks on me n**** They plottin' on me and hatin' on me yeah I figured All gas no brakes, yeah it's pedal to the metal Let me grab my rake, I'll leave, I'll see you later But one question, like how can you blame me I'm getting to the money Keep them folks from around me They might try to snake me Yeah they envy, they don't like me I might just go M.I.A, I might get lost in Miami Yeah in GFive, The way she twerk that ass, I told her rewind I'm tryna' see it again It's just me no friends She ask me who I came wit', told her benjamins Get the racing on these n***** running to the cash If I hop up in this Scat, Ima' do the dash I ain't tryna' brag So don't mind me I'm just tryna' show these lame n***** That I'm havin' it for real n**** What's the deal n**** I might murk a n**** Put 'em on a shirt, f*ck an opp pack, this that opp merch Ah ha, I don't even know what else to say, bring the hook back in, it's a freestyle Gotta' keep them racks on me n**** They plottin' on me and hatin' on me yeah I figured All gas no brakes, yeah it's pedal to the metal Let me grab my rake, I'll leave, I'll see you later But one question, like how can you blame me I'm getting to the money Keep them folks from around me They might try to snake me Yeah they envy, they don't like me I might just go M.I.A, I might get lost in Miami