Try Me
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Yuh nah
Yea-uh
Got them racks on me (yuh)
Uh, yeah
(Uh)
Better back, cuffs on me
Whole lotta racks on me (yuh uh)
And the trap drone droppin' lean, came up off a feener (uh)
And I don't need ID
I got VVS, water
Call the bro in the back of the beam, I dare a lil nigga try me (uh)
These niggas frugly, I got the shit that they need (uh)
Got 'em like 'it can't be,' they ain't happy
I like it more in Cali, please don't ask me (nah)
Telling me she want more of me, guess you can't get enough
Well guess what I cannot cuff, I ain't tryna find love
Might cuff my mains to show my side
Ain't 'bout a check (ay), you better get lost
Don't got a key, I got a five
She fuckin' for free, she gotta stop
Walk up her home, don't care about the cops
This Off-White, but the white ain't off
Yeah she got it so she flaunt
She ain't even tryna talk (woah)
Smashin' in the lot and the views are number one (uh)
You see I'm pouring up, every drip it cost a dollar (drip)
Please don't touch me cup and you might not see tomorrow
(Uh)
Better back, cuffs on me
Whole lotta racks on me (yuh uh)
And the trap drone droppin' lean, came up off a feener (uh)
And I don't need ID
I got VVS, water
Call the bro in the back of the beam, I dare a lil nigga try me (uh)
Yuh nah
Yea-uh
Got them racks on me (yuh)
Uh, yeah
(Uh)
Better back, cuffs on me
Whole lotta racks on me (yuh uh)
And the trap drone droppin' lean, came up off a feener (uh)
And I don't need ID
I got VVS, water
Call the bro in the back of the beam, I dare a lil nigga try me (uh)
These niggas frugly, I got the shit that they need (uh)
Got 'em like 'it can't be,' they ain't happy
I like it more in Cali, please don't ask me (nah)
Telling me she want more of me, guess you can't get enough
Well guess what I cannot cuff, I ain't tryna find love
Might cuff my mains to show my side
Ain't 'bout a check (ay), you better get lost
Don't got a key, I got a five
She fuckin' for free, she gotta stop
Walk up her home, don't care about the cops
This Off-White, but the white ain't off
Yeah she got it so she flaunt
She ain't even tryna talk (woah)
Smashin' in the lot and the views are number one (uh)
You see I'm pouring up, every drip it cost a dollar (drip)
Please don't touch me cup and you might not see tomorrow
(Uh)
Better back, cuffs on me
Whole lotta racks on me (yuh uh)
And the trap drone droppin' lean, came up off a feener (uh)
And I don't need ID
I got VVS, water
Call the bro in the back of the beam, I dare a lil nigga try me (uh)
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Writer(s): Martha A Everds
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