I Miss Lil Hot lyrics

[Verse 1]
Huh, can't keep the heat off a n*gga
I been going to crazy (huh)
Pop out 40 or better we don't do the 380
Learned how to move better with my money
Broke n*gga, I ain't letting sh*t change me
White boy pop out cut, Slim Shady
Hit grandma with a buss down payment
Stay full of dog sh*t, f*ck da opps we all rich
Hope he know his sister can f*ck all night
That hoe a dawg b*tch
I'm on the set, can't be a sissy boy
Don't sit down, call in
We ain't worried about y'all sh*t
Me and my bro we all that

[Verse 2]
That n*gga cap, he ain't gone do it
I got sliders that come out the sewers
Know some young n*ggas that'll bust yo [?]
The sh*t you do in the field, we do it
n*gga been out with a bih, I been coolin
Hoе lil thot tryna see what i'm doin'
Bih I'm getting money, don't worry bout how i'm moving
My face been likе all around the world, I've been coolin
Got a guard for the opps and these shooters
If I ain't have a meal, n*gga I eat noodles
Got me some money, I bought my momma a poodle
She don't like how I ride with the Glocks in the uber
I don't like to sip the drank hot, get the cooler
Pop sh*t on my own, I ain't got to get the shooters
Young n*gga sh*t, paid five for the scooter
Y'all n*ggas gone die, if we silde, we brutal
Damn miss the older times in life
Know this sh*t gettin' hard my n*gga but it's gon be alright (huh)
Hot, you left me scarred
My n*gga, but you in a better life
Can''t be round' nun of my boys, I know that, that sh*t ain't right
[Chorus]
Huh, can't keep the heat off a n*gga
I been going to crazy (huh)
Pop out 40 or better we don't do the 380
Learned how to move better with my money
Broke n*gga, I ain't letting sh*t change me
White boy pop out cut, Slim Shady
Hit grandma with a buss down payment
Stay full of dog sh*t, f*ck da opps we all rich
Hope he know his sister can f*ck all night
That hoe a dawg b*tch
I'm on the set, can't be a sissy boy
Don't sit down, call in
We ain't worried about y'all sh*t
Me and my bro we all that

[verse 3]
Ran thru a hundred thousand when I got out
Let's make a toast
We can't put no more guns inside the car
We'll bring a bu' (huh)
You ain't want none the bros to f*ck yo hoe
So what you bring her for'?
Cut that b*tch off, you can go get another one
You really don't need her though
Call up the [?][?] to step on em'
I guess that's what big [?] for
Might nut on her face when I left her
She on her knees, now she need to go
My card on the table, tried to take her a pic
She think I ain't peep the hoe, hoe tryna buck
She trippin, I f*cked around tried to sleep the hoe
[Chorus]
(Huh)
Can't keep the heat off a n*gga
I been going to crazy (huh)
Pop out 40 or better we don't do the 380
Learned how to move better with my money
Broke n*gga, I ain't letting sh*t change me
White boy pop out cut, Slim Shady
Hit grandma withu a hundred thousand when i got out let's make a toast we can't put no more guns in the car we will bring a boat you don't want nun of the bros to f*ck yo hoe so what you bring ha fo cut a b*tch off you can go get another one you don't need ha tho