Mia 2

[Intro]
Ah, ha, ha, ha (Slayword soldier)
Yeah, blatt, yeah

[Chorus]
I'm walkin' around with a whole lotta racks
I hop in that Beam', and that bitch so fast
Twelve lookin' for me, I'm M.I.A
I'm smokin' Cherry Palm in L.A
She wanna fuck me 'cause my pockets bigger
I'm rockin' Prada, and he rockin' Hilfiger
I'm rockin' the [?] it start with the bands
The YSL, it came straight from France
I ran it up, damn, how he did that?
AK on me, boy you better get back
I came wit lil' [?] and he got the sack
[?] jeans, so I mixed it with Raf
I walk up in Saks and buy the whole thing
I'm flexin' on you, boy we not the same
And I'm with Lil' Rino, and he sippin' drank
We off of the percs, it take away pain

[Verse]
Off of the percs, they take away pain
This bitch on my dick, but it's his main
I'm walkin' in Nieman and doin' my thing
Yeah, I got the racks, I'm makin' it rain
He claim this his hoe, but she givin' brain
We hop in the Tes' and then drop the brain
Boy, I'm in the H, yeah, with the K's
Number (N)ine jeans, boy this ain't Bape
I'm in [?] yeah, with lil' Goonie
Fuck on this hoe, we makin' a movie
That bitch off the perc, that bitch is so horny
Nigga shootin' shit just like a movie
This bitch on my dick, she blowin' my phone
Helmut Lang, no this ain't no Vlone
Countin' that guap, 'cause that's what I'm on
He miss his bae 'cause she won't leave me 'lone
Yeah, yeah, walk in the mall with a brand new [?]
I flex on that boy and that shit ain't [?]
Number (N)ine jeans, but I need two pairs
[?], boy this ain't no [?]
Run up that guap, lil' nigga I don't care
[?], got that Glock in the Moncler
Hop in that Beam', and that bitch is top ten

[Chorus]
I'm walkin' around with a whole lotta racks
I hop in that Beam', and that bitch so fast
Twelve lookin' for me, I'm M.I.A
I'm smokin' Cherry Palm in L.A
She wanna fuck me 'cause my pockets bigger
I'm rockin' Prada, and he rockin' Hilfiger
I'm rockin' the [?] it start with the bands
The YSL, it came straight from France
I ran it up, damn, how he did that?
AK on me, boy you better get back
I came wit lil' Goonie and he got the sack
[?] jeans, so I mixed it with Raf
I walk up in Saks and buy the whole thing
I'm flexin' on you, boy we not the same
And I'm with Lil' Rino, and he sippin' drank
We off of the percs, it take away pain (Ha, blatt)