Missing In Action (M.I.A) Lyrics

Missing in action with cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past huh

Double R 827 (we gone do it right here) huh

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got ps in the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps Yeah

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got p's in the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps yeah

Bless me, check me know I got extra

She said that she txt me I told her you know better

Velvetta my pocket my hip a beretta

My bitch got the glass but she not Cinderella

Txting the kid boy I said that they comin

My back against the wall you know ima stretch it

In the street like yo bitch I can't wait to catch it

I was poppin my shit way before my section

Damn fam where is yo bands?

Talking the trap but you working at sams

Yo bitch say she Gina but acting like Pam

Golden retriever my dog got a tan

Like a mechanic I dirty my hands

Washin my dishes my plate snd whole grams

Close to my fien I be callin them fam

They buyin them, I'm frontin them

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got ps in the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps Yeah

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got p'sin the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps Yeah

Runts my blunts wit blenders I stunt

They ask do I rap I told them I punch

These niggaz be cappin I give em a crunch

You kno that I'm poppin I'm first of the month

Can't get no job you know I'm a felon

I'm gettin this money my timey will tell it

I step in Margiela I see why they jealous

I'm off at the top no cappin my melon

Ride wit a strap even though I'm a felon

I'm watching my back cuz I know they gone tell it

They askin me questions I solve it wit lessons

Make a 10 before breakfast I'm still out here cheffing

Don't need me a bitch in here cookin a blessin

I fight with myself everyday who the freshest

Loosing some money would teach you some lessons

I get me some money move out to the west end

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got p's in the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps Yeah

Missin in action wit cash

Pushin my weight like I'm movin my past

Ain't talkin bout cars how I'm pushin this gas

Subtract every bitch that can't make her own bag

Told me she love me I told her my bad

I'm back wit the butter got p's in the stash

I'm off in my zone I can never go back

I'm hittin my numbers ain't talkin bout craps Yeah

Yeeeaaahhhh

You already know what it is man. The same shit all the time I'm talkin my shit doing what the fuck I'm suppose to do

What I'm here to do what I'm showin y'all you feel me this shit is real it's on the mu fuckin flo

Fuck you talkin bout double R shit