[Verse 1: M.I.A.]

Yeah, can she sing?

What is this shit she’s singing?

It went from being one, one thing, thing

To a Bollywood sing-sing

And does it sting, I run things

Time to stick the needle in

Feeling, feeling adrenaline, adrenaline

I'm ranting like Mr. Sting

Got a friend called Bani Singh

Into (?)

Keepin' it real (?)

I want this on my mobile ring

[Chorus: M.I.A.]

I am the lady killa

For rilla, the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who keeps getting better

I am the lady killa

For rilla, the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who keeps getting better

[Verse 2: M.I.A.]

You feel it in your system

Well, I did it in the bedroom

First comes working on my groove

Then I leave the room to find a groom

Universal badass

I kick so hard, I get a red card

Killa on the Red Bulla

Like Ike and Tina Turner

[Chorus: M.I.A.]

I am the lady killa

For rilla the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who gets better

I am the lady killa

For rilla the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who gets better

[Verse 3: Bashy, M.I.A.]

Nope, anybody test this dice

Ain’t no shit, bodies dropping like flies

(?) on the rise, a thousand guys

Not wearing no camouflage or disguise

Murder in the day whatever, murder in the dark

This murder is a mystery, (?) left a mark

Murder you (?), murder is a martial art

She’s got murder on her mind

Drop nine murder killing machine

Killed competition, yeah, gimme the ting

I come through killing the scene

Kill you in your sleep, gonna kill you in your dreams

She’s a killa with a cold streak

I know you won’t be leaving here in one piece

Don’t get it twisted, looks are deceiving, she’s deadly

She will have your family greiving

Wait them on

My crew's getting better

Wait them on

My crew's getting bigger

Wait them on

I keep getting better

Wait them on

I keep getting gooder

I’m a universal badass

I kick so hard, I get a red card

(?) I got my guards

(?)

An accidental hero

A tropical Indiana Jones

Raised to fight for the underdogs

My dad's a freedom fighter do

I'm a real G, fuck a trilogy

(?) squash me (?)

It's a psycho insists on killing me

You can swear the gun smoke (?)

Honestly, you don't wanna hurt nobody

You ain't got a bad bone in your body

Got a bad attitude (?)

But I'm a bad boy, you better ask somebody

[Chorus: M.I.A.]

I am the lady killa

For rilla the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who gets better

I am the lady killa

For rilla the ill man thrilla

To the bon, the bon get bigger

I’m a girl who gets better

[Outro: M.I.A.]

Wait them on

My crew's getting better

Wait them on

My crew's getting bigger

Wait them on

I keep getting better

Wait them on

I keep getting gooder

Yeah, yeah, M.I.A

Yeah, yeah, M.I.A

Yeah, yeah, M.I.A

Yeah, yeah, M.I.A