Truly Be Missed
Uh, uh
Damn, what do we have here?
Okay, fine, fifty-five
Damn (Slatt)
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm at the house and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
He got a boo-boo, I laugh and sorry him
When I get to poppin', they gon' call Dolly them
Ridin' with Mootoo, just pulled up on Unfoonk
Fuck the crash-stoppers so why you wan' call on them? (Ayy)
When I get mad, nobody can calm me down (Nah)
Tell these lil' niggas I want me a piece (Want me a)
Want me a piece of the pizza like Papa John (Piece of)
My dawg in the joint and his date say deceased ('Ceased)
Pushed up my shit, do away with the keys (Woo)
I do not see who adjacent to me (Nah)
I do not think they can replace my G (No)
Really, it look like they fakin' to me (Fakin' to)
Moved in the house, forty acres for me
You cannot be with my agents, you see (Cannot be)
Cut her off 'cause she wasn't faithful to me (Yeah, no)
Then I just told her to take you (Uh)
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm in the house and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, gold skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
I was eludin' the law (Eludin' the law)
I took a risk and I lost (Risk and I lost)
Hump like I'm servin' that raw (Raw, yeah)
That, that there turned me a boss (Yeah, boss)
Better be luck, I got caught (I caught)
'Cause if I wouldn't got caught,
I would be somewhere puttin' that gun in your mouth
And you walk through your door and I'm sittin' on your coach
Remember them days, I'm like, "What do they cost?"
Yeah, hoke up everything I seen, I bought
Nigga, need a feature? Hit the CashApp
Real recognize real, I never fuck with CashApp
Know she wanna fuck, that's why she walkin' with her ass out
Never give a hand, now you askin' for a handout
Check down your man,
know you take the whole clan down, stand down, clown
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm at the house and used to be linen (Used to be linen)
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'" (Dude, he be drip)
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you (Mwah)
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions (I need)
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace (Really a menace)
To be continued or truly be missed (Yeah), truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on (Ice on), skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade,
we gon' remain part-fate (Remain part-fate)
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day (Maniac broad day)
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
Damn, what do we have here?
Okay, fine, fifty-five
Damn (Slatt)
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm at the house and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
He got a boo-boo, I laugh and sorry him
When I get to poppin', they gon' call Dolly them
Ridin' with Mootoo, just pulled up on Unfoonk
Fuck the crash-stoppers so why you wan' call on them? (Ayy)
When I get mad, nobody can calm me down (Nah)
Tell these lil' niggas I want me a piece (Want me a)
Want me a piece of the pizza like Papa John (Piece of)
My dawg in the joint and his date say deceased ('Ceased)
Pushed up my shit, do away with the keys (Woo)
I do not see who adjacent to me (Nah)
I do not think they can replace my G (No)
Really, it look like they fakin' to me (Fakin' to)
Moved in the house, forty acres for me
You cannot be with my agents, you see (Cannot be)
Cut her off 'cause she wasn't faithful to me (Yeah, no)
Then I just told her to take you (Uh)
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm in the house and used to be linen
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'"
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace
To be continued or truly be missed, truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on, gold skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade, we gon' remain part-fate
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
I was eludin' the law (Eludin' the law)
I took a risk and I lost (Risk and I lost)
Hump like I'm servin' that raw (Raw, yeah)
That, that there turned me a boss (Yeah, boss)
Better be luck, I got caught (I caught)
'Cause if I wouldn't got caught,
I would be somewhere puttin' that gun in your mouth
And you walk through your door and I'm sittin' on your coach
Remember them days, I'm like, "What do they cost?"
Yeah, hoke up everything I seen, I bought
Nigga, need a feature? Hit the CashApp
Real recognize real, I never fuck with CashApp
Know she wanna fuck, that's why she walkin' with her ass out
Never give a hand, now you askin' for a handout
Check down your man,
know you take the whole clan down, stand down, clown
Spice on Givenchy, I'm in it
I'm at the house and used to be linen (Used to be linen)
Look at my page and say, "Dude, he be drippin'" (Dude, he be drip)
Just like some thots, let that F.N. kiss you (Mwah)
Call up my doctor, I need some prescriptions (I need)
Talk like I'm proper, I'm really a menace (Really a menace)
To be continued or truly be missed (Yeah), truly be missed
Pour up, cool, great, I got ice on (Ice on), skate
That's my dawgs in ninth grade,
we gon' remain part-fate (Remain part-fate)
He knew me since my take, maniac broad day (Maniac broad day)
Yeah, got it always, Slatt Gotti, nigga, ain't got dawgs' place
Credits
Writer(s): Wesley Tyler Glass, Amir Esmailian, Deamonte Kendricks
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