Roach - M.I.A. lyrics

[Verse 1] Cannabis, can it be Hennessey Medical enemy Frenemy with frenefits Or a friend with benefits Pensive b**h, extraterrestrial expensive sh** Extraordinary memberships Platinum cards, black diamonds Gold crosses, fat rhyming Old farces, flow flying low Like a spotter helicopter Got a chopper in the car (Grunt) Yeah a chopper in the car Oh wait, wrong song sh**, I'm way too gone man Missing in action like danica Patrick That's winning on chances Polluting the fans and My rhyme is gigantic And yall cannot stand it I'm a monster A city stomping charmer A father for fosters a martyr for starters Attacking the planet a bottle in hand Crushing the earth with size tens like I'm stepping on sand And slowing my flow down for the end of the verse Pop back to semi automatic or a three round burst [Verse 2] Right back in it I only need a minute to win it As long as the ba** is up and the dj can spin it Rhymes flying by your eyes a mile a minute So fast that you can't even attempt to commit it To memory, auditory sensory imagery Got a 12 guage pump in my car, call it mini me You think you bossin' come back at me slime My flows dead on the clock cause it's never off time, man Atomic bombs and holo sights And don't you know that roach is always heard on holla sites And the breakers and the b-boys be bumping this sh** Never m.i.a. on a creative spit I fly like planes get high rolling papers And the next time you see your girl tell her that ill see her later You think you got a hold of her then your dead wrong Roach is all over her like his words on this song