"Missin' You" lyrics
Dess Dior & YFN Lucci Lyrics
How you say you miss a bitch and you don't send a flight? (Yo)
How you say you miss that nigga and you don't send a kite? (Fuck off)
Half a million clutches, another two in Birkin bags (for real)
Know I'm pretty and paid, but I'm still gone out work they ass (whoa!)
Miss me with that fake love and all that kickin' it (kickin' it)
All that subbin' on the 'Gram like you miss a bitch (like you miss a bitch)
If I pull a U on you, you gon' have a hissy fit
Brand new info, got it wrapped just like a Christmas gift
Ben Cleave, Louis V and all this Christmas shit
So a broke hoe and a burnt hoe, you can miss me with it
No GMO, this ass organic, water's thickest (oh)
Treat me right, I'll let you taste all my deliciousness
Ain't no liking, better tell a bitch you love a nigga
Spicy type, yeah, I'm a fighter and a lover nigga
I love his ass but sometimes I be on my fucking nigga (fucking nigga)
I let you hit it bad, so you know that I trust you nigga
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
I'm the type nigga if I miss her, I might sell a jet (I might sell a jet)
I'm the type sure I M and K, I know how to get her wet (I know how to get her wet)
I go tennis on her neck, I spent plenty for this set
She like Birkins, if it worth it I probably buy a couple Kellys
I know her ex nigga hate me
When I go to missin' her I pop her a hood of AP
I remember I used to send for her now she pull up AMG
Bad shit, bad bitch habits
Chanel high fashion, her head game nasty
How you say you miss a nigga and you ain't never right?
How you say you miss the boy and you ain't spend the night, huh?
Three million in car when I pull off and pay the tax
200 on the pack, you let me know I miss her bad
Tell that bitch you miss her (tell that bitch you miss her)
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her (tell that bitch I miss her)
Better tell that bitch you miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
How you say you miss that nigga and you don't send a kite? (Fuck off)
Half a million clutches, another two in Birkin bags (for real)
Know I'm pretty and paid, but I'm still gone out work they ass (whoa!)
Miss me with that fake love and all that kickin' it (kickin' it)
All that subbin' on the 'Gram like you miss a bitch (like you miss a bitch)
If I pull a U on you, you gon' have a hissy fit
Brand new info, got it wrapped just like a Christmas gift
Ben Cleave, Louis V and all this Christmas shit
So a broke hoe and a burnt hoe, you can miss me with it
No GMO, this ass organic, water's thickest (oh)
Treat me right, I'll let you taste all my deliciousness
Ain't no liking, better tell a bitch you love a nigga
Spicy type, yeah, I'm a fighter and a lover nigga
I love his ass but sometimes I be on my fucking nigga (fucking nigga)
I let you hit it bad, so you know that I trust you nigga
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
I'm the type nigga if I miss her, I might sell a jet (I might sell a jet)
I'm the type sure I M and K, I know how to get her wet (I know how to get her wet)
I go tennis on her neck, I spent plenty for this set
She like Birkins, if it worth it I probably buy a couple Kellys
I know her ex nigga hate me
When I go to missin' her I pop her a hood of AP
I remember I used to send for her now she pull up AMG
Bad shit, bad bitch habits
Chanel high fashion, her head game nasty
How you say you miss a nigga and you ain't never right?
How you say you miss the boy and you ain't spend the night, huh?
Three million in car when I pull off and pay the tax
200 on the pack, you let me know I miss her bad
Tell that bitch you miss her (tell that bitch you miss her)
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her (tell that bitch I miss her)
Better tell that bitch you miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
If you miss her, you might miss her
Tell that bitch you miss her
Better tell that bitch you miss her
Writer(s): Edgar Ferrera, Carl Donavan Paul, Yakki Marez Davis, Zachary Thomas, Destiny Latrice Bailey, Rashawn Miguel Bennett, Taj Morgan
