I be thinking bout my sister
Hope my granny know I miss her
Know I'm gone get back and get her
Get there here think I could get em
Mama told me keep my fist up
Baby don't become a hitta
They was riding with that blicka
I was tryna get my zips up
They was waiting for a slip up
Couldn't let no nigga get ups
Boutta make a nigga lift up
Send a nigga and his bitch up
Somedays I be going missing
And somedays I don't wanna listen
Somedays I be going missing
I be going I be going I be going
And somedays I don't wanna listen
I don't wanna I don't wanna I don't wanna
Misfit I ain't really get shit
Started with nothing
Now I'm in love with all the rich shit
I just be stuntin
I press a button and some big shit
Love how she coming
Know I got somethin for a thick bitch
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