Yeah

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah

Yeah I might go MIA

No matter where I go, it's a party where I stay

My steak is filet mignon with a side of crème brûlée

We jumping off the roof, yeah, this function's getting cray but

If you walk through the door, then I might go MIA

Baby, I just woke up, it's a good day

Should I go out or stay in? I'm not sure

I put that shit on in a good way, fly like a Pelican Murphy the Third

If you got some business, then I just might listen—it better be giving me burn

My dollars got stripes and they're blue if you didn't know, I do not know what you heard

I don't know what you heard

I need my check on the first or the third

Walk out the store with the coat and it's fur

I stay getting mula and you never learn

You never learned a thing

I stick to my paper, they calling me glue

You talk but it don't mean a thing

I'm writing my future in permanent blue

You're cutting me so deep, almost had a heart attack

Don't like it when I speak, you just put me to the back

I wish I saw it sooner, you got me with the act

You wanna run it back but baby girl, this isn't track

No matter who I talk to, they say that you're the worst

I put you on the burner so you no longer the first

Thing I think of in the morning when I'm tryna start my day

But I think that if I see you, then I might go MIA

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah I might go MIA

Yeah I might go MIA

From the start, yeah, I knew you were bad

Michael Jackson, I'm bad

Thinkin' 'bout shit that you ain't never had

Baby, it's crazy, you going out sad

Rolling the dice like you came from Nevada

You kinda fine but my new bitch is badder

Topping my shit, spreading it like it's batter

She wanna climb on my dick like a ladder

I'ma wait

Like Kevin Durant, you a snake

You text me while you on a date

Girl, why are you taking the bait?

Sayin' you love me, but that love is fake

Movin' like nothin' was ever at stake

You post for attention, I know what you chase

But I'm on a mission, I'm done with the race

My flight is to the Bay, but my heart is in L.A.

These memories hit different when I'm sippin' on rosé

She pop up in my head, it's like every single day

And if she hit my line, then I might go MIA