Lyrics Miss Me (feat. AJ Tracey) - AJ Tracey , Mostack

Ahem, can I have your attention please? Yeah
It′s Big Stacker, no lacker
Reportin' live from the Hornsey High Street
G-Traceo reportin′ live from Ladbroke Grove
I know you all want the old MoStack but right now he's in rehearsal
So one more time, can you go commercial?
You with the pretty toes in the flip flop, you got TikTok?
Hahahaha

Braids in my head lookin' clean and crispy
Run in to my old ting, I′m movin′ risky
I'ma go in for a hug if she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars, so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block, always tryna frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they′re due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we really out here
I'm from a ends where the dawgs dem shottin′

Aight, put my hands up, look I got a confession
There's times I′ve kissed hoes but don't tell my bredrin
I see you get shy when I call you my darlin'
Send her "LOL" and I weren′t even laughin′
If money grows on trees then I'm robbin′ the branches
Step in the forest, come through and start blastin'
Use my heart less ′cause these people are heartless
Yes it looks blessed but you can't even trust
Please don′t trust a soul, you gotta prepare
I can't let you go, you gotta be here
I'm a Virgo but every day B-Day
Play the wrong song, we runnin′ up on the DJ
So tell that brudda "Don′t play"
I asked bro if he got the Likkle Pump, he said, "Ye"
And we don't ever shoot gyal ′round here, that shit for the corny
Tell Meg we got corn for Tory
Baby, welcome to Hornsey

Braids in my head lookin' clean and crispy
Run in to my old ting, I′m movin' risky
I′ma go in for a hug if she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars, so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block, always tryna frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they're due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we really out here
I'm from a ends where the dawgs dem shottin′

It′s a fact, got a target on my back
Old girls wanna get back everything they had
But I'm in a good space (Life′s great)
And I'm glad that we ain′t gotta pull it out and lace up a man
I'll air old tings like it′s Capital XTRA
Used to buy it for the low, sell it back a lil' extra
Now I'm buzzin′ like a bee, I get all the nectar
I get love when I′m in Dublin, down in Cardiff and Leicester
My angel from Manchester, I have to respect her
When the wings fly, it's lookin′ like a door on a Tesla
God bless ya'
Cats used to have to sit from the tester
I was out there chirpsing yatties on my shit little Vespa
Just saw bro in Galera, then I ran into Sarah
And I asked her how she doin′, "What you do in the area?" (Hey, hey)
She caught me coolin' with the gooners where it ain′t safe
Even though he rep Spurs, I'm fuckin' with AJ

Braids in my head lookin′ clean and crispy
Run in to my old ting, I′m movin' risky
I′ma go in for a hug if she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars, so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block, always tryna frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they're due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we really out here
I′m from a ends where the dawgs dem shottin'