Lyrics Miss Me - Tazz Maineyak

I heard u was a hater
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought u was gettin paper
Miss me on that bullshit
O you flexin for dem bitches
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought yo money is a midget
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna get a bucc
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna c wassup
Miss me on that bullshit
Quit tryna count my poccet
Miss me on that bullshit
My moves way to quiet
Miss me on that bullshit

Daddy told me get up on my 10
Mama caught gettin off my twins
Cutty told me
Stay up off dat tracc
Im outta sight
Outta mind
I stay in da traffic
Im tryna get paid
Wut u wana do
Time is worth tha money
So i gota move
I aint thinkin bout u niggas
Yall jus in tha way
I aint lookin fa no friends
Im jus gettin paid
Money been my mission
Since i knew broke
Collectors had my poccets
In a chokehold
Nigga i been down
But never been out
Stand up on my 10
For anotha round
Handle all them punches
Aint no lightweight
Goin hard or go home
But its too late
Niggas need a meal
And some toothpaste
And if u gettin yours
I aint in tha way

I heard u was a hater
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought u was gettin paper
Miss me on that bullshit
O you flexin for dem bitches
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought yo money is a midget
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna get a bucc
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna c wassup
Miss me on that bullshit
Quit tryna count my poccet
Miss me on that bullshit
My moves way to quiet
Miss me on that bullshit

Bitches out here scanlous
Niggas out here scammin
Take ya money right up out ya Poccet
Then they actin like
Ya never even had it
Thas savage
I dont undastand
Then they shake ya hand
Nigga u jus stole from me
We aint friends
I been tryna get my money up
And u fucc it up?
Thas lost trust
Tryna shake my hand
Aint gon build it up
Better get dat fair 1
Nigga square up
Bullets i dont spare none
So u better put yo hands up
To much on my dinner plate
Yo greedy ass took a piece
Miss me wit dat succa shit
U on that mothafucca shit
Im on that ducc a succa shit
Them loose lips
Sinkin ships
Yall go ahead an succ a dicc
Yall on that port of
Subbin shit
I been on my job aint nothin less
My paycheck is coo
So i dont need to stress
My therapist is callin uhma call u Back
Just finished talking numbers
Wit uh whats the name

I heard u was a hater
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought u was gettin paper
Miss me on that bullshit
O you flexin for dem bitches
Miss me on that bullshit
I thought yo money is a midget
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna get a bucc
Miss me on that bullshit
Still tryna c wassup
Miss me on that bullshit
Quit tryna count my poccet
Miss me on that bullshit
My moves way to quiet
Miss me on that bullshit

I let u niggas in
On a lil tip
Never tell a soul
How much u bringin in
Tellin on yoself
Boy u still a snitch
U out here tryna flex
Tryna pull a bitch
Out here gettin paid
But u gettin laid
She all up in yo stash
Took yo rubber bands
U got tha game from my bruddah
Now i pass it on to u succas
I let dat line soak in
For a minute
Showin that i care
Tell me im yo teacher
I could tell u bout my love secret
Money on my mind
Boy i sticc to it