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

I just got off