Warhol.SS - MIA lyrics

Yeah, yeah, yeah, uh uh, yeah, MIA, uh, yeah
Check my fashion, for real
(I ain't really finna tell y'all how to
Get away with murder and shit)

MIA, check my fashion
McQueen my taste, fix my laces
Come check this drip
Picked up your bitch, be back by six
I brought my niggas with me
They ain't gon' check us
Pourin' the Tech, ain't no extra
Slide in the demon, they ain't gon' catch us
Real hot like peppers, I'm Yeezy steppin'
Bags in check in

Look who you testin'
Pourin' that Act', finna fester
These ain't my niggas I'ma stab 'em
No cap but the gang still with me
Eatin' no Canes in the OC
Less talk lil' ho just blow me
Ball like Kobe, Scarface, I'm Tony
Sleep on that potion
Nigga pourin' up foe nem
Walk with a tip drill
Hit the ho she throwin' fit's
Bih' talk like she know me
These niggas can't clone me
Out the zone, space on Mars
Pourin' red, no bars, hoppin' out these cars
Rockin' in Yacht-Masters
Ain't got no masters
When I get this check though, no need to flex

MIA, check my fashion
McQueen my taste, fix my laces
Come check this drip
Picked up your bitch, be back by six
I brought my niggas with me
They ain't gon' check us
Pourin' the Tech, ain't no extra
Slide in the demon, they ain't gon' catch us
Real hot like peppers, I'm Yeezy steppin'
Bags in check in