M.I.A (feat. EBK Leebo & EBK Juvie Ju)

Ayy, don't give a f*ck about you, baby, if ain't got what I need Don't be listenin' to that shit if he ain't hearin' from me Everyday I'm serving fiends, gotta chase that green You can't conversate with me if you ain't payin' my fees Too much money in this city, why the f*ck would I leave Boys pull me over, turn this bitch to high speed Yeah, I got this bitch, show me and I'm lettin' it breathe Whole gang too hot, we a hundred degrees If I set this bitch off, it's gettin' hotter Doin' magic with this Glock, Harry Potter I'm the type to finish it, you a starter Make a shot with middleman's, bitch, I'm shoppin' with the farmer Bitch, I'm really gettin' it, you don't wanna get me started Put that backup on your head, now you gon' turn to a target Niggas really swingin' packs, he nicknamed Peter Parker Yeah, this nigga's only get pills and he can call me his doctor We be poppin' niggas up like they scripts Give a f*ck about y'all mans, that's on the threads, that's a bitch Get up on him, face shots, fully switched Do my dougie with that Nick, ask about me, I don't miss It's Shaq recorded, so you know that it's a hit I got some suitors on the East and they be ballin' like the Knicks And every time I caught a case, I plead the fifth You the type to cry in jail, we already know that you gon' snitch I see y'all mans over there shinin', break his wrist Go, go diggin', bitch, she only use me for the dick Ayy, the story barely started, came with a twist My opps sick, they already know the young nigga gettin' rich Ayy, we upgraded, four and lows from the 10-speed I ain't gon' lie, to be honest, I ain't too greedy, ayy I'm finna cut into this bitch cause she too needy, ayy She been toxic, I ain't even got a penny, ayy I wish I took this shit the harder way, I feel like Penny, ayy And I be in the rock in the same clothes and spend a penny, ayy Ayy, you ain't never spent a ten a day He keep claimin' that he hard-bodied, but ain't did a thing You be sayin' I'm actin' hard-bodied, I was built this way, ayy We ain't built the same, ayy I think I done enough, bro, shit, I need some street cred I done did enough, I'm trippin' off these niggas way back We just kickin' dust, ayy, that mean it's up again I cut into that bitch last week, I'm tryna f*ck her, ayy You keep talkin' bout my last three, I had to up the jam I had to up the stacks Lil' bro, he feel like Tay-K, he just did the race In other words, he went M.I.A In other words, he hit another stack, dang, nigga