This is a song about "Miss chant"

In 2 to 6 hours

Miss you more with no bounce

And i ain't trying to land

Gillis-grant, the people chant

Your raps would just miss me

I be gettin' money

So bow down to the miss.

Niggas shoot over bitches

Cuz the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants

That dance about, chant his name and insanely clap hands.

Since back in high school, we was true, me and you

Miss "you" miss cues and misuse one's menu

Can’t you hear that

No swing and a miss shit,

See these bitches can't cut in yo business

When i click clack i will never miss