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MoStack – Miss Me Lyrics

Miss Me Lyrics By MoStack

Ahem, can I have your attention please?
Yeah
It’s Big Stacker, No Lacker reporting live from the Hornsey High Street
G Traceo reporting live from Ladbroke Grove
I know you all want the old MoStack
But right now he’s in rehearsal
So one more time can we go commercial?
You with the pretty toes in the flip-flops
(Rxwntree) You got TikTok?

Braids on my head looking clean and crispy
Run into a old ting, I’m moving risky
I’m not going for a hug but she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block always tryin’ to frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they’re due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we’re really out here
I’m from the ends where the dogs dem shout here

A’ight, put my hands up, look, I’ve got a confession
There’s times I kiss hoes but don’t tell my bredrin
I see you get shy when I call you my darling
Sent her LOL when I weren’t even laughing
If money grows on trees, then I’m robbing the branches
Step in the forest, come through and start blasting
Use my heart less ’cause these people are heartless
Yes, it looks blessed, but you can’t even trust it

Please don’t trust a soul, you’ve gotta beep it
I can’t let you go, you’ve gotta be here
I’m a Virgo, but every day brie day
Play the wrong song, runnin’ up on the DJ
So tell that brother don’t play our acks, boy
Have you got the little pump? He said yeah
And we don’t ever shoot, gyal, ’round here
That shit for the corny
Tell Meg we got corn for tory
Baby, welcome to Hornsey

Braids on my head looking clean and crispy
Run into a old ting, I’m moving risky
I’m not going for a hug but she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block always tryin’ to frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they’re due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we’re really out here
I’m from the ends where the dogs dem shout here

Chh, look, it’s a fact, got a target on my back
Old girls wanna get back everything they had
But I’m in a good space (Life’s great)
And I’m glad that we ain’t gotta pull it out and lace up a man, oh
(Ay, old tings) Like it’s Capital XTRA
Used to buy it for the low, sell it back a little extra
Now I’m buzzin’ like a bee, I get all the nectar
I get love when I’m in Dublin, down in Cardiff and Leicester

My angel from Manchester
I have to respect her
When her wings flies
Lookin’ like a door on a Tesla
Bless ya

Cats used to have to sip from the tester
I was out there chirpsing yatties on my shit little Vespa

Just so bro in Galera, then I ran into Sarah
And I asked her how she doin’, what you doin’ in the area?
Hey hey

She caught me coolin’ with the gooners where it ain’t safe
Even though your ex swears I’m fuckin’ with AJ

Braids on my head looking clean and crispy
Run into a old ting, I’m moving risky
I’m not going for a hug but she tries to kiss me
Captions my bars so I know she miss me
Jakes on my block always tryin’ to frisk me
Throw me in the can, man, they’re due to whisk me
Been up on the block, man, we’re really out here
I’m from the ends where the dogs dem shout here