Missin
Top off the coupe missin, this just a cool 50 (yeah whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
Boy if you die
They gone be missing you Audi gone no jet fuel
That glizzy it's on me extended,
She like to lick on these tattoos,we need a bottle of henny
I fuck and I quit I don't miss you
I had a smarter vision,I hop in that coupe and go zoom zoom
Fuck yo opinion I had to get it the hard way
What u know about doing a whole 5
Can't love it's giving me heartache
Me and jo we been rocking the whole time
What you know about shoot outs in broad day
Get off and lay both of your mans down
What you know about working that hall way
Pull up for crack and we chasing them plays down
Top off the coupe missin, this just a cool 50 (yeah whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
I wrote a letter to shawty
I was just thinking about her (yeah, yeah)
I want that face in that Audi
I'm never stressing about it (yeah,yeah)
I switch the face on the Rolly
Back to the bases, they loaded (Yeah, whoa)
I will never sale my soul sipping on Bel Air rose (yeah, yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches, I came from rag to riches (yeah,whoa)
They better mind they business,
That bitch is a bird a pigeon (yeah, yeah)
I want a better living, I had to grind to get it
I had to slime to get it, I had to ride to get it
I had to slide to get it (Yeah)
Top off the coupe missin, this just a cool 50 (yeah whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
Boy if you die
They gone be missing you Audi gone no jet fuel
That glizzy it's on me extended,
She like to lick on these tattoos,we need a bottle of henny
I fuck and I quit I don't miss you
I had a smarter vision,I hop in that coupe and go zoom zoom
Fuck yo opinion I had to get it the hard way
What u know about doing a whole 5
Can't love it's giving me heartache
Me and jo we been rocking the whole time
What you know about shoot outs in broad day
Get off and lay both of your mans down
What you know about working that hall way
Pull up for crack and we chasing them plays down
Top off the coupe missin, this just a cool 50 (yeah whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
I wrote a letter to shawty
I was just thinking about her (yeah, yeah)
I want that face in that Audi
I'm never stressing about it (yeah,yeah)
I switch the face on the Rolly
Back to the bases, they loaded (Yeah, whoa)
I will never sale my soul sipping on Bel Air rose (yeah, yeah)
I fuck the baddest bitches, I came from rag to riches (yeah,whoa)
They better mind they business,
That bitch is a bird a pigeon (yeah, yeah)
I want a better living, I had to grind to get it
I had to slime to get it, I had to ride to get it
I had to slide to get it (Yeah)
Top off the coupe missin, this just a cool 50 (yeah whoa)
We on a slide mission,some of they crew missin (yeah, yeah)
Nun of my hoes missin, nun of my hoes trippin (yeah, whoa)
Get in the bowl whip it, ain't nun of my grams missin (yeah)
Racks in we was racing for that backend
100 pounds by the weekend got me flexing
I took a smarter route, I got that blicky
I turn this bitch right here straight to the carter house (Yeah,whoa)
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Writer(s): Demario Scott
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