When I'm Gone ft. AMP Ell & BuckoSavage Lyrics

I know you miss me when I'm gone But I gotta get a bag, baby

If I don't, you gon' see me doin' bad Lately, I been gettin' to it,

gettin' to it fast

Put this bitch in sport.

blowin' out the dash

Room full of lit pretty bitches, shakin ass

We done caused flood, made it rain a couple bands

Throw it on these Louis Vs, holdin' up my

Throw it on these Louis Vs, ayy

Bury me a certified stepper

They wonder how I shine in the dirt, applied pressure

Come against the ties, get you tied to a stretcher

Now he Wyclef, someone please call 9-11

We ain't with the extra nigga, we ain't with that rah rah

Was broke, now I make her back appear a nigga wallah

Used to tell me no, now she tryna toss the na-na

Used to be her lil' daddy, now I'm Big Poppa

If it ain't sloppy, then she ain't suckin' proper

Ain't over till I make her fatty sing like a opera

All these niggas actin', they competin' for a Oscar

But we the winnin' team, bet she wanna join the roster

I heard that,

Ain't no feelings, kick a bitch, where the curb at

Everybody eatin' at the table, brought a bird back…….

I know you miss me when I'm gone, but I gotta get a bag, baby

If I don't, you gon' see me doin' bad

Lately, I been gettin' to it,

gettin' to it fast

Put this bitch in sport, blowin' out the dash

Room full of lit, pretty bitches shakin' ass

We done caused a flood, made it rain a couple bands

Throw it on these Louis Vs, holdin' on my

Throw it on these Louis Vs, ayy

I know you miss me when I'm gone, but I gotta get a bag, baby

I was broke, now I'm up and they mad crazy

Niggas really bums, bitches really basic

Pocket full of white guys, ain't never been a racist

I ain't never been a racist, smokin' on taste

Niggas talk crap, I'ma pull up with the youngins

Pull up with the youngins, boys get to dumpin

Smokin' on somethin',

smokin' on somethin' that you ain't never seen

Smokin' on some, mm-mm, yeah, Yao Ming

Money real tall,

take a bad bitch to the mall

Give her what she want, buy it all

I gotta hit the road, I gotta come back with the load

Got it got them prices for the low, we got them for the cheap

Yeah, we got them boas for the low

Yeah, we got them bitches two for four…

I know you miss me when I'm gone, but I gotta get a bag, baby

If I don't, you gon' see me doin' bad

Lately, I been gettin' to it,

Gettin' to it fast

Put this bitch in sport, blowin' out the dash

Room full of lit, pretty bitches shakin' ass

We done caused a flood, made it rain a couple bands

Throw on these Louis Vs, holdin' on my

Throw it on these Louis Vs, ayy…