Lyrics Missing - Pi’erre Bourne feat. Frazier Trill & Bermuda Yae

Know you doing yo thang (Trill)
You feel me? Hahaha (Yessir)
Smoke big gas
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Going crazy in this bitch, hopping out, drip (Drip)
Took my money in the club, tell that nigga tip (Tip)
Bitches tryna fuck with me, I tell that bitch "strip" (Strip)
Nigga tryna hate on me, I let that bitch rip
Hopping out the latest shit, niggas talking crazy shit
Pull up on that 80′s shit, home in-fucking-vasion shit
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I remember when a nigga didn't miss shit (Didn′t miss shit)
We was shooting out the car and we weren't missing (Bow-bow-bow)
Yeah, yeah, he want smoke and he went missing (He went missing)
I pull up, pshh, think that nigga missing (He missing, yeah, yeah)
Man, that nigga tripping (Boy, he tripping)
Pull up on you, leave you missing (Missing, bow-bow-bow)
Yeah, I think he tripping (I think he tripping)
Yeah, I'ma pull up, leave you missing (Leave him missing)
Leave him missing, yeah
Got so much shit I can′t even speak on
Niggas talking shit but we won′t even see holmes
Nigga, talk is cheap, we 'bout to sweep the streets
Nigga, play for keeps
Know I gotta get it like I′m 'posed to
Niggas hating on me, were they hating on the old you?
Niggas switch team, cooking up weed
His bitch wanna fuck with me, I′m smoking on some weed
I'm selling dope today, I′m trapping everyday
These niggas hate, okay, I'm pushing up with Yae
Huh, I'm pushing up with Trill, know what′s going, having M&M′s
All off in that field, know my nigga really gonna drill
Pouring out the seal, know them youngins not drinking beer
Bad bitch over her, yeah, my song, know she wanna hear
Can't fuck with no queers, know my nigga dripping in Moncler
Not having no fears, no, lil Yae, he taking flags for real
She wanna fuck on the gang, somebody send that lil ho a Lyft over here
Bands made it through the mail,
Young nigga not even playing, we serve it for real, huh
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I remember when a nigga didn′t miss shit (Didn't miss shit)
We was shooting out the car and we weren′t missing (Bow-bow-bow)
Yeah, yeah, he want smoke and he went missing (He went missing)
I pull up, pshh, think that nigga missing (He missing, yeah, yeah)
Man, that nigga tripping (Boy, he tripping)
Pull up on you, leave you missing (Missing, bow-bow-bow)
Yeah, I think he tripping (I think he tripping)
Yeah, I'ma pull up, leave you—
Woo, woo (Yeah), woo, woo (Yeah)
Woo, woo (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, yeah ([?] nigga, It′s my turn)
It's Trill!