
Try Me Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Ayy, she ask where my heart and I sent her a pic of the clouds
I'll turn ya smile to a frown
That money, keep a nigga up
Big Glock 20 pull my pants down
A lot of niggas don't even fuck with me and keep a fake smile when I'm around
A lot of niggas I put on they feet, and I spared some niggas I supposed to took down
I'm in Memphis, I'm locked in with the Gs
Lotta pimping with me, I pop shit with the Ps
Got head in the AMG, S580, I'm huggin' the seats, on God
Can't find another nigga like me, Took a break from rapping, im tryna backseat t
Im With tweakers, they shootin' shit and high speed
I dare a nigga to try me,
I want money
That shit came with some problems, I ain't beefing with a nigga if it ain't about a dollar
I fuck one of my followers, jab that dick in her stomach, I'm makin' her holla and cream,
Just me and the ho, I'm makin' her scream abusing the percs, bitch, say I'm mean
I'm cheatin' on my bitch,
Ignoring her calls sayin' I'm sleep, I blame it on the lean
Aye, this ain't no luck bra,
I'm in my bag, like my order was fucked up
I been gettin' pussy, the bitch won't fuck? Shit, I won't touch her, I been fuckin' hoes
I ain't trippin' my shit if you know that I fucked her
I ain't too much keyboard, backspace, control alt delete his ass,
Ayy, dissing my nigga, like y'all nigga dead, you wanna go meet his ass,
Turnt him to a shooter
Every time you lookin' around, they beatin' his ass
I could've killed shh couldn't finish shhh
Ayy, them lil niggas feet was fast
Ayy, she ask where my heart and I sent her a pic of the clouds
I'll turn ya smile to a frown
That money, keep a nigga up
Big Glock 20 pull my pants down
A lot of niggas don't even fuck with me and keep a fake smile when I'm around
A lot of niggas I put on they feet, and I spared some niggas I supposed to took down
I'm in Memphis, I'm locked in with the Gs
Lotta pimping with me, I pop shit with the Ps
Got head in the AMG, S580, I'm huggin' the seats, on God
Can't find another nigga like me, Took a break from rapping, im tryna backseat t
Im With tweakers, they shootin' shit and high speed
I dare a nigga to try me,