Miss Ya lyrics

[Intro]
(CTM Souf)
(Krime goin' crazy)

[Chorus]
I want to paint shades on, ridin' with the Draco (Joe, how could you?)
She eat me like some bacon, a Mexican b*tch, then she Jamaican
Shoot you with a Glock, b*tch, Redda got a raygun
Nah, it's just a Glock switch, with a bad lil' b*tch, she blasian
Yeah, we sippin' juice, I feel like bishop, yeah
Yeah, we sippin' Wock', can't sip no Trisha (Yeah, yeah)
That b*tch so flexible, she gon' twist it, yeah
I'm out the country, b*tch, on a f*ckin' mission, yeah

[Verse]
You so stupid, I don't think you listen, yeah, yeah
Eliantte, b*tch, my diamonds glistenin', yeah
I'm like Curry, b*tch, I'm never missin', yeah
Got chicken curry, b*tch, we havin' millions, yeah
Sip yеllow Tes', my cup a f*ckin' minion, yeah
We goin' up, wе goin' to the ceiling, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
She hoin', she a sl*t, don't got no feelings, yeah
She said, "Baby, you goin' up, you killin' it", yeah
I'm on an eighty, throwin' up, I'm feelin' it, yeah
I got yo' b*tch, she pullin' up, I'm drillin' her, yeah
He talkin' sh*t, I'm pullin' up, I'm drillin' him, yeah
We killin' him, no, I don't got no feelings, b*tch
In that Aventador, you know this sh*t don't got no ceiling, b*tch
You makin' place, not finishin', that boy a pus*y, innocent, yeah
[Chorus]
I want to paint shades on, ridin' with the Draco
She eat me like some bacon, a Mexican b*tch, then she Jamaican
Shoot you with a Glock, b*tch, Redda got a raygun
Nah, it's just a Glock switch, with a bad lil' b*tch, she blasian
Yeah, we sippin' juice, I feel like bishop, yeah
Yeah, we sippin' Wock', can't sip no Trisha (Yeah, yeah)
That b*tch so flexible, she gon' twist it, yeah
I'm out the country, b*tch, on a f*ckin' mission, yeah