Miss Me
Miss me, Miss me
Miss me, Miss me
Miss me
Miss me, miss me, diamonds looking risky
Risky, risky
I'mma let it blow now, hoe now
Where you at?
You was at my show now, blow down
She gone let it blow down, she know me
Homie, bitch we ain't really fuckin' homies
But you fucking on that guy, Joseph Kony
Lonely, lonely
Trap a couple bands from my lonely, lonely
I'm with PlayBoiCy, and we homies
I was making it rain looking real misty, misty
She was wet, wanted to go fishing, fishing
They like shooting stars, they is wishing
Giving dimes out to my friends i am gifting
Miss me with that shit, fuck a ego
I can see you hating straight through my fuckin' peephole
After all the shit i gave you, fuck off my lease hoe
Giving right back, straight to the community
We giving out jobs, and opportunity
Don't fuck with my gang, cause we in unity
Don't ask for a handout, you ain't fooling me
Miss me with that shit, bitch, part 3
Going under, going under
You know me hoe
Going under
Going under
Going under, going under
Letting it blow
Going under, Going under
Back when we had all the time
Now you want me to hit you in the freaking spine
Miss me, miss me, diamonds looking risky
Risky, risky
I'mma let it blow now, hoe now
Where you at?
You ain't at my show now, blow down
Show gone let it blow down, she know me
Homie, bitch we ain't really fuckin' homies
But you fucking on that guy, Joseph Kony
Lonely, lonely
Trap a couple bands from my lonely, lonely
I'm with PlayBoiCy, and we homies
Letting it blow, letting it blow
Miss me, Miss me
Miss me
Miss me, miss me, diamonds looking risky
Risky, risky
I'mma let it blow now, hoe now
Where you at?
You was at my show now, blow down
She gone let it blow down, she know me
Homie, bitch we ain't really fuckin' homies
But you fucking on that guy, Joseph Kony
Lonely, lonely
Trap a couple bands from my lonely, lonely
I'm with PlayBoiCy, and we homies
I was making it rain looking real misty, misty
She was wet, wanted to go fishing, fishing
They like shooting stars, they is wishing
Giving dimes out to my friends i am gifting
Miss me with that shit, fuck a ego
I can see you hating straight through my fuckin' peephole
After all the shit i gave you, fuck off my lease hoe
Giving right back, straight to the community
We giving out jobs, and opportunity
Don't fuck with my gang, cause we in unity
Don't ask for a handout, you ain't fooling me
Miss me with that shit, bitch, part 3
Going under, going under
You know me hoe
Going under
Going under
Going under, going under
Letting it blow
Going under, Going under
Back when we had all the time
Now you want me to hit you in the freaking spine
Miss me, miss me, diamonds looking risky
Risky, risky
I'mma let it blow now, hoe now
Where you at?
You ain't at my show now, blow down
Show gone let it blow down, she know me
Homie, bitch we ain't really fuckin' homies
But you fucking on that guy, Joseph Kony
Lonely, lonely
Trap a couple bands from my lonely, lonely
I'm with PlayBoiCy, and we homies
Letting it blow, letting it blow
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Writer(s): Chris Hady
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