MISS ME (feat. Fckbwoy)
516
Aye
Aye yeah uh
Damn uh look
Told her miss me with that bullshit
Bro in the spot with a full clip
Everything cool, just don't make him pull it
Wake up everyday live my life to the fullest
I heard they handed you shit that I took
I played it by ear heard you learned from a book
Huh
How you fuck up the play, what you learn from a rook, huh
Brodie he cheffing up glass no pyrex in sight
That boy know how to cook, huh
He wanna be like me buddy don't know what it took
Huh
He wanted smoke with me now he resting in soot
Huh
Shit uh
Imma get to the bag automatic
Imma keep trapping I stack more than average
Imma fiend for the green and the blue
Im a addict
Imma go get the product then I bag it
Member' days when a nigga ain't have it
I'm pulling up foreign whip just to brag
Walk in the store and I tell em put it in the bag
Yeah Huh
This beat by me cause you know that I made it
Huh, Nigga we made it
She want a piece of FB
She don't even know what my name is
Now, watch how I switch up the beat
& I fuck with the cadence
Know that she miss me, it's probably because I got famous
How in the fuck did we talk
If you wasn't speaking my language
But I got a bad hoe so its okay though
Big FB, She fuck with the beats, She do what I say so
Huh, I feel like a A-hole
Like why is you grabbing a plate you can't sit at the table
These bitches ain't never gone bring nothing sweet to the table
These niggas be thinking shit sweet
Niggas thinking its maple
Shit
Huh, huh
I know you miss me
She know i'm one of a kind so how could she forget me
I'm in the spot with FB & Gvlli3, she wanna get mixy
She know the gang going up,
So she just wanna come around and get benty
This shit i been through brought a whole lot of pain
I lost people, I went through a whole lot of change
No umbrella I walked through a whole lot of rain
So much to lose, and a whole lot to gain
Imma go take the risk everyday
I bust a play like each and every way
I spin it till its dry I'm tryna break the bank
Foreign whip speeding, emptying the tank
Bumping GnB, I'm smoking on pain
Grabba bussin' this shit kicking Liu Kang
Drank from overseas, Shit Stil Pane
Shit
It ain't up for debate, niggas hate cause I do what they can't
I feel like the king of the hill
Walk around my pocket full of Hank
Aye
Aye yeah uh
Damn uh look
Told her miss me with that bullshit
Bro in the spot with a full clip
Everything cool, just don't make him pull it
Wake up everyday live my life to the fullest
I heard they handed you shit that I took
I played it by ear heard you learned from a book
Huh
How you fuck up the play, what you learn from a rook, huh
Brodie he cheffing up glass no pyrex in sight
That boy know how to cook, huh
He wanna be like me buddy don't know what it took
Huh
He wanted smoke with me now he resting in soot
Huh
Shit uh
Imma get to the bag automatic
Imma keep trapping I stack more than average
Imma fiend for the green and the blue
Im a addict
Imma go get the product then I bag it
Member' days when a nigga ain't have it
I'm pulling up foreign whip just to brag
Walk in the store and I tell em put it in the bag
Yeah Huh
This beat by me cause you know that I made it
Huh, Nigga we made it
She want a piece of FB
She don't even know what my name is
Now, watch how I switch up the beat
& I fuck with the cadence
Know that she miss me, it's probably because I got famous
How in the fuck did we talk
If you wasn't speaking my language
But I got a bad hoe so its okay though
Big FB, She fuck with the beats, She do what I say so
Huh, I feel like a A-hole
Like why is you grabbing a plate you can't sit at the table
These bitches ain't never gone bring nothing sweet to the table
These niggas be thinking shit sweet
Niggas thinking its maple
Shit
Huh, huh
I know you miss me
She know i'm one of a kind so how could she forget me
I'm in the spot with FB & Gvlli3, she wanna get mixy
She know the gang going up,
So she just wanna come around and get benty
This shit i been through brought a whole lot of pain
I lost people, I went through a whole lot of change
No umbrella I walked through a whole lot of rain
So much to lose, and a whole lot to gain
Imma go take the risk everyday
I bust a play like each and every way
I spin it till its dry I'm tryna break the bank
Foreign whip speeding, emptying the tank
Bumping GnB, I'm smoking on pain
Grabba bussin' this shit kicking Liu Kang
Drank from overseas, Shit Stil Pane
Shit
It ain't up for debate, niggas hate cause I do what they can't
I feel like the king of the hill
Walk around my pocket full of Hank
Credits
Writer(s): Tyler Hall, Kion Monsanto
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