im tryna fuck Lyrics

She whisper in my ear n she tryna get nasty

Baby what's up

I been throwin down shots

Not to mention dis blunt

N I got my middle finger held up

She lookin for a good time

Good thing i'm off dis drank

Dat my brudda poured up

I gotta get outta this club

Blew too much money

But she keepin goin up, down

I'm tryna fuck, rounds

I keep it tuck

I got pounds up in my truck

Sit back baby kick ya feet up

If the jakes get behind they gon stay behind us

Press on gas

Imma leave on em the dust

There aint nobody better us

You ain't seen shi

Pussy nigga hush

Had to bury the money inside of the brush

Good money n yk it ain't counterfeit

I get fly i don't need no designer bitch

Glrrttt bow

That's jus the sound of switch

She blowin me up

Told dat bih stop buggin me

Ion got no time for games

I only got got time for cheese

When she arch it up

Make her say please

Put my faith in the lord

Not deez true religion jeans

Monkey on my back

It play for the other team

She gon make dat booty pop

N imma make dat pussy scream

I ain't never milly rock

I was into other things

When i look in the mirror

I see the real it's staring back

You ain't ever kill nobody

But u talkin bout a hat

Move around wit all dat lyin shi

Put dis nigga in the back

See me creepin round the corner

But he run a 4 flat

I ain't never ran from niggas

Ask abt it, nigga facts

I can't smoke no wood or sweet unless wit kevo or wit jax

Im on the hill wit lib my nigga

I ain't gotta watch my back

I'm jus worried bout the money

I was tryna get the stacks

But a nigga like to smoke

So imma blow it on some gas

If u lookin for the dope all u gotta do is ask

Shout out tony for the flow

I had to borrow it spaz

She whisper in my ear n she tryna nasty

Baby what's up

I been throwin down shots

Not to mention dis blunt

N I got my middle finger held up

She lookin for good time

Good thing i'm off dis drank

Dat my brudda poured up

I gotta get outta this club

Blew too much money

But she keepin goin up, down

I'm tryna fuck, rounds

I keep it tuck

I got pounds up in my truck

Sit back baby kick ya feet up

If the jakes get behind they gon stay behind us

Press on gas

Imma leave on em the dust

There aint nobody better us

You ain't seen shi

Pussy nigga hush

Had to bury the money inside of the brush