M.I.A lyrics

[Intro]
(Y-Y-YMAR got this, b*tch)
( IanoBeatz)

[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
I  get these racks and they come in the fast way (Fast way)
I got six figures, I used to be jumpin' gates (Jumpin' gates)
I'm on the way to a million
I'm  on the way, I'm on the way to a million
b*tch,  I been working, they think that I'm MIA (MIA)
Bought my b*tch a purse, then I put my di*k in her face (Yeah, yeah)
How  the f*ck you broke, boy? Is you serious? (Serious)
Get off your ass and get your digits up (Digits up, let's go)

[Verse 1: Lil Tracy]
I don't steal no more, blowin' these racks right in the store (These racks)
f*ck a Honda Accord, b*tch, I'm pulling up in the Porsche (Skrrt)
Just  got off of tour, finna go on another tour (Another tour)
Made a hundred racks, finna make a hundred more (Racks)
Yeah, I'm dripping, dripping, dripping, and she know it (And she know it)
Ooh, she going, f*ck me 'til the mornin' (Mornin')
She suck my di*k so good, sound like she snorin' (Sound like she snorin')
Next n*gga that steal my sauce, we goin' to court

[Bridge: Lil Tracy]
I'm fifty floors up in a presidential roof
f*ckin' on this b*tch named Michelle like Obama do
If you're not gettin' bands, I can't rock with you
If you're not gettin' bands, I can't rock with you
[Chorus: Lil Tracy]
I get these racks and they come in the fast way (Fast way)
I got six figures, I used to be jumpin' gates (Jumpin' gates)
I'm on the way to a million
I'm on the way, I'm on the way to a million
b*tch, I been working, they think that I'm MIA (MIA)
Bought my b*tch a purse, then I put my di*k in her face (Yeah, yeah)
How the f*ck you broke, boy? Is you serious? (Serious)
Get off your ass and get your digits up (Oh)

[Verse 2: Lil Candy Paint]
I might tour across country to get some cake (Cake, cake)
I go dummy, I thumb it, this money great, hey
I fell out with all my exes, but it's straight
Splurgin' on my new ho, eat her ass, no Kevin Gates
I've been somewhere in the hills, so they think I'm MIA
I just took another flight, I'm in Paris sippin' drank
All these n*ggas actin' broke, must be allergic to the bank
You can't stick it to the code, why you go and buy a safe?

[Outro: Lil Tracy]
I'm fifty floors up in a presidential roof
f*ckin' on this b*tch named Michelle like Obama do
If you're not gettin' bands, I can't rock with you
If you're not gettin' bands, I can't rock with you