M.I.A lyrics

[Intro]
Huh (BenjiCold, why you icy?)
Huh (Hol' on)
Yeah, aye, aye
Yeah, aye, aye

[Chorus]
I cannot hang with a basic b*tch, yeah
Surrounded by fake n*ggas 'cause I'm makin' it
n*ggas my sons, I ain't raisin' them
That's yo main b*tch? Why she shakin' it?
They like "Why you goin' M-I-A?" 'cause I been chasin' it
And I swear if I see a lil' stain, you know I'm takin' it
She on my body, she gotta get hit up
Let the shottie hit 'em so we pick 'em up
She a thottie so I am not into her
Spot a opp, then we zip 'em up
With yo thot, 'cause I know that she give it up
Pour me some Wock, I had to mix it up
I'm on the top, brodie can't get to us

[Post-Chorus]
You hatin' on me, get ya brеad up
12 on me, I be fed up
You ain't talkin' monеy? Thought you said sumn'
[?] dummy, lil' boy I can't let up
I be separated, keep my head up
I be movin' hot up in the Phantom
Shooter with me, catch a man down
[Chorus]
I cannot hang with a basic b*tch, yeah
Surrounded by fake n*ggas 'cause I'm makin' it
n*ggas my sons, I ain't raisin' them
That's yo main b*tch? Why she shakin' it?
They like "Why you goin' M-I-A?" 'cause I been chasin' it
And I swear if I see a lil' stain, you know that I'm takin' it
She on my body, she gotta get hit up
Let the shottie hit 'em so we pick 'em up
She a thottie so I am not into her
Spot a opp, then we zip 'em up
With yo thot, 'cause I know that she give it up
Pour me some Wock, I had to mix it up
I'm on the top, brodie can't get to us

[Post-Chorus]
You hatin' on me, get ya bread up
12 on me, I be fed up
You ain't talkin' money? Thought you said sumn'
[?] dummy, lil' boy I can't let up
I be separated, keep my head up
I be movin' hot up in the Phantom
Shooter with me, catch a man down

[Outro]
I cannot hang with a basic b*tch, yeah
Surrounded by fake n*ggas 'cause I'm makin' it
n*ggas my sons, I ain't raisin' them
That's yo main b*tch? Why she shakin' it?
They like "Why you goin' M-I-A?" 'cause I been chasin' it
And I swear if I see a lil' stain, you know that I'm takin' it
She on my body, she gotta get hit up
Let the shottie hit 'em so we pick 'em up
She a thottie so I am not into her
Spot a opp, then we zip 'em up
With yo thot, 'cause I know that she give it up
Pour me some Wock, I had to mix it up
I'm on the top, brodie can't get to us