Gone MIA

Know we put niggas in the blender, celebrate with double cup
Turn anaconda for them hunnids, ain’t no niggas slime as us
Yeah, I was fucked up, down bad, they used to put me last (Last)
I hang by the shooters, who gon' be the one to pass?
These lame-ass niggas actin' gangsta (Blrrrd), fakin' like they finna crash
Got sixty thousand, all blues well-secured in this Louis bag
All blues well-secured in this Louis bag (Ayy, yeah)
It ain’t too many niggas that can go back where they grew up at (My shottas)
Know you and all your niggas was rats, just go back where the sewer at (On God)
You cross me once, that’s where you die, and no, it ain’t no comin' back (No)
Ain’t none of you niggas my slimes (Slimes), don’t come around screamin', «Slatt»
Three chains around my neck so I put 1017 on my back (On my back)
So icy Shiesty, always hittin' up, gon' be hard to lose (Let's go)
My story like Tony Montana’s, I might write a book (Write a book)
My F&N sittin' on the counter, watch the camera while I cook (While I cook)
Ayy, go take Shiesty out your name, I heard you got your rifle took (You pussy)
Pussy (Haha)
Heard you got your rifle took (Hahaha), pussy
You fuckin' pussy (Fuckin' pussy)
Blrrrd, blrrrd-blrrrd (Hahaha, the biggest)
Big Blrrrd, blrrrd (Ooh)