Miss Me
Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh
Yeah, yeah-yeah
I need your energy, yeah
You mean so much to me
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh (Matthw got it)
Ooh-ooh (PreGame on the fuckin' beat)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Raf Simons sweater
Your ex man a lame, I know I can do better
Had to cut you out the frame, 'cause you not a go getter
Paulin Paulin couch filled up with them goose feathers
Dropped a hundred on this Patek and it filled with big, big baguettes (Big baguettes)
Iced out like the weather, yeah
You dirty, bitch, yeah, yeah
You sucked on my dick, please do not kiss me, yeah
Yeah, she loved the Hellcat, I'm pushin' 160
In that drop-top, this bitch tryna suck, show me your teeth (Oh)
Pack touched down, oh my God, yeah, it's lit
Swipin' pieces, y'all all laughin' 'cause the feds tryna get me
No AMIRI, no AMIRI, yeah, my jeans they say Ricky
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Made it to the top but I won't fold (I won't fold)
Got a Moncler on 'cause it's cold ('Cause it's cold)
She so loyal, she so bad, yeah, she go (Yeah, she go)
She love the diamonds on my neck 'cause they on froze (They on froze)
I'm in my Undercover jeans, strike a pose (Strike a pose)
I got a big money fetish, I suppose (I suppose)
Yeah, she in love, yeah, she do what she told
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Woo, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Miss me, yeah-yeah-yeah, she miss me
Yeah, yeah-yeah
I need your energy, yeah
You mean so much to me
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh (Matthw got it)
Ooh-ooh (PreGame on the fuckin' beat)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Raf Simons sweater
Your ex man a lame, I know I can do better
Had to cut you out the frame, 'cause you not a go getter
Paulin Paulin couch filled up with them goose feathers
Dropped a hundred on this Patek and it filled with big, big baguettes (Big baguettes)
Iced out like the weather, yeah
You dirty, bitch, yeah, yeah
You sucked on my dick, please do not kiss me, yeah
Yeah, she loved the Hellcat, I'm pushin' 160
In that drop-top, this bitch tryna suck, show me your teeth (Oh)
Pack touched down, oh my God, yeah, it's lit
Swipin' pieces, y'all all laughin' 'cause the feds tryna get me
No AMIRI, no AMIRI, yeah, my jeans they say Ricky
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Made it to the top but I won't fold (I won't fold)
Got a Moncler on 'cause it's cold ('Cause it's cold)
She so loyal, she so bad, yeah, she go (Yeah, she go)
She love the diamonds on my neck 'cause they on froze (They on froze)
I'm in my Undercover jeans, strike a pose (Strike a pose)
I got a big money fetish, I suppose (I suppose)
Yeah, she in love, yeah, she do what she told
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Say she miss me)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Ooh, ooh, ooh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Now that I'm up, she say she miss me (Oh-oh, oh)
Woo, oh-oh-oh
Oh-oh-oh
Miss me, yeah-yeah-yeah, she miss me
Credits
Writer(s): Gavin Weiland
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