Try Me

You know the game don't stop though
Please don't complain over a hoe that is not yours
See the flame when it pop though
Don't come near cause you know I got that glock though
I can show a broke boy where the guap be
I can show a broke thot where the guap be
I start to itch when a fake nigga by me
And I got that fn so don't try me
I had to cut her off cause I don't do that married shit
Caught him slippen like a real good Samaritan
Don't talk if you don't know the narrative
Come tough you gone leave on a carriage bitch
So please don't play or try me
or you'll end up on an iv
Bust a bitch down I aint talking shiny
No I aint talking shiny thing
Like I put my quarters in bitch im a player
If I get caught doing something you gone fuck the mayor
Leave my main chick at home bored
And I aint talking bout no fucken skater
Im from where you bring a 22 you get laughed at
They saying im a kid still for Christmas I want a keltec
She selling pussy fast she a devil call her hell cat
And the tree not fire if a nigga cant smell that

You know the game don't stop though
Please don't complain over a hoe that is not yours
See the flame when it pop though
Don't come near cause you know I got that glock though
I can show a broke boy where the guap be
I can show a broke thot where the guap be
I start to itch when a fake nigga by me
And I got that fn so don't try me
I be running fades fuck a nine to five
That girl for everybody shes not mine
Ima dog fuck a feline
She said she loved you you shoulve knew she lied
That's just how the game go
That's just how the game go
That's just how the game go
That's just how the game go
Ill do you cold when its fuego
Bitch cross me and be a jane doe
Catch a body give a halo
Bad Spanish bitch like j lo
Better do what I say hoe
Got troops like alqaeda
Six twos in the cater
Pull up bussing two guns like tomb raider
Six twos in the cater
Ima real player

You know the game don't stop though
Please don't complain over a hoe that is not yours
See the flame when it pop though
Don't come near cause you know I got that glock though
I can show a broke boy where the guap be
I can show a broke thot where the guap be
I start to itch when a fake nigga by me
And I got that fn so don't try me



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Writer(s): Jimmy Irvin
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