You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out, missin' out
You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out
I just got off
I'm waitin' on a friend to scoop me up
Oh, it's hella cold out
But I had to get a way to call you up
I just got back from L.A
Yes, I plan to move
And I know that's what they all say
But I'ma be someone to know soon
Come fuck with me
I ain't got no plans for the weekend
Don't know what you was thinkin'
But I don't got no drinks for drinkin'
I got some weed for smokin'
And I got some songs for listenin'
No, I don't got work in the mornin'
Shit, you don't know what you're missin'
You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out, missin' out
You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out, missin' out
I just got off
My friend is takin' longer than I thought
I'm sittin' in a Starbucks
It was gettin' late and too cold out
Damn my feet are gettin' tired
I ain't tryna move
I'll call you back on Saturday
But I think I'ma go to bed soon
Come fuck with me
I ain't got no plans for the weekend
Don't know what you was thinkin'
But I don't got no drinks for drinkin'
I got some weed for smokin'
And I got some songs for listenin'
No, I don't got work in the mornin'
Shit, you don't know what you're missin'
You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out, missin' out
You're missin' out, you're missin' out
You're missin' out, missin' out
