We Don’t Miss - Mac Critter

Yeah (Hey, Mahlo), yeah (Cam, this shit hard as fuck)
Ooh, yeah
(What kind of name is Nunu?)

I was at three hundred thousand a week (Week)
The money 'cumulate when I be sleep
Call out Iris, that ho up the street
Everybody eatin', we havin' a feast (Feast)
Have dope cookin' when you turn up the street (Street)
Trap, two hundred thousand a week (Week)
Ho, you ain't fuck, you sittin' with me (Me)
Bitch, I'm G, but I talk P (G)
Ho get stuck, she see my teeth (Brrt)
Two-tone rose gold (Brrt)
Johnny got my teeth froze (Brrt, bah)
Seafood hoes eat Pappadeaux (Pappadeaux)
Wipe your mouth, we wipe his nose (Brrt)
Gettin' money my type of hoes (Hoes)
This shit come with takin' risks (Risks)
We spin blocks and we don't miss (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)

Yeah (Yeah), I'm finna flood my fists (Brrt)
Fried shrimp my favorite dish (Dish)
Drank some more syrup, I see purp' when I piss (Purp')
Servin' the Sprite, not a Sierra Mist (Mist)
I put my opps in the dirt, in a ditch (Ditch)
Ho tongue like a lizard, be grabbin' the dick (Grabbin')
7.62, lit his back with a Smith (Brrt, brrt)
Critter a dog on these bitches, a pit' (Pit')
Freaky-ass ho gon' suck and lick (Freak)
Racks in my skinny jeans bust out the stitch (Bust)
These niggas huffin' the puff for a bitch (Pussy)
Jump out and whoop that lil' boy with the switch (Brrt, brrt)
Shootin' 5.56 and these binaries triggers (Boom, boom, boom, brrt)
7.62 hit him, open his liver (Boom, boom, brrt)
I'm the one they sent to go hunt the killers (Brrt)
After that water, all talkin' to pillows (Pillows)
Look at my watch, diamonds all in the middle (Middle)
You couldn't throw it if you playin' in the middle (Middle)
Countin' money boost my adrenaline ('Drenaline)
Bubble coat, I'm rockin' Timbaland (Timb')
I want them M&Ms (M's), I want them M's (M's)
Donut the Scat to the rim (Rim)
Wintertime, I'm rockin' Brims (Brims)

I was at three hundred thousand a week (Week)
The money 'cumulate when I be sleep
Call out Iris, that ho up the street
Everybody eatin', we havin' a feast (Feast)
Have dope cookin' when you turn up the street (Street)
Trap, two hundred thousand a week (Week)
Ho, you ain't fuck, you sittin' with me (Me)
Bitch, I'm G, but I talk P (G)
Ho get stuck, she see my teeth (Brrt)
Two-tone rose gold (Brrt)
Johnny got my teeth froze (Brrt, bah)
Seafood hoes eat Pappadeaux (Pappadeaux)
Wipe your mouth, we wipe his nose (Brrt)
Gettin' money my type of hoes (Hoes)
This shit come with takin' risks (Risks)
We spin blocks and we don't miss (Brrt, brrt, brrt, brrt)