
im tryna fuck Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
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