Artist: Future f/ Big Bank Blank, Young Scooter Album: F.B.G. The Movie Song: Missing Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus] We drop a kilo on yo head nigga Fuck around and end up missing Drop top off the coupe The brains on this bitch missing Drop some purple on yo head nigga You fuck around and come up missing Drive a brand new new Bugatti nigga And my roof done came up missing [Verse 1: Big Bank Black] I ain't seen em, have you seen em? Hell naw that boy he missing Last time a nigga saw him He was on worldstar dissing Heard he disrespect the fam Tried to go against the mob His momma said 7:30 Was the last time she saw him (have you seen him?) Heard they kidnapped the boy But it could be a rumor Investigation crime scene They found the body by colmer His partner down the road sending death threats and shots He plugged in in that system get ya snapped for a dot A 20 dollar car maker young nigga go hard But when a cell phone knock Can get you left on a yard You go fuck around and fuck around and fuck around, get missed It's the first and the last time I warned you by this [Chorus] [Verse 2: Future] Yeah, Yeah, Yeah, Yeah Hundred round that chopper nigga, hundred round that chopper 36 ounces and its loaded 36 ounces get you smoking Like a bag of dope (pookie) (yeah, yeah) I get you this on the cake You don't run it up, cut your foot off I get you this key, go flip em Than go fuck around cut your hands off A half a gram of molly knock your man off A whole brick of boy they knock your fam off They turnt up round my way, They turnt up round my way They pulling up and spraying everything, They pulling up and spraying everything They gon flip your top for a whole thing [Chorus] [Verse 3: Young Scooter] I had to realize these niggaz talking like hoes How yo pussy nigga gang go get they brains exposed Niggaz know like a know, never cross family and folks And it's off with your head we make them fuck niggaz fold We hear them fuck niggaz dissing, think we ain't paying attention Future ain't gotta respond, just know we sending them killers Drop the top on the coupe, you wanna be in the loop Just know the circle too tight, we don't fuck with niggaz like you A bag of that gas, it'll make a young nigga smash For a brick and a half nigga wipe out your whole fam So keep it cool lil nigga, what you do lil nigga Follow rules lil nigga and salute lil nigga [Chorus]