MIA Warhol.SS

[Intro]
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)

[Chorus]
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

[Verse]
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' fits
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