Try You (Intro)
I'm makin changes I'm makin moves
I don't need distractions don't need you
I been on the road runnin my check up
Imma see you when I'm all flexed up
Yeah, Babygirl it's obvious I don't need you
I cannot see why you can't accept the truth
I can't even lie that pussy had me glued
Shaking from your thighs that pussy got juice
Sick of makin love awe I just want the brain
Sick of takin drugs I just want the green strain
Sick of seeking love all that I feel is pain
Bitch I used to pop them percs I was numbing pain
Super secret hate on y'all niggas y'all be trippin
& you think you gonna cost me my meal ticket
Stupid thinking leading y'all to make bad decisions
I won't be the one at all Imma up the Smithon
If you got the time then baby come
Through
Let's get high baby let's roll a few
Genuine satisfaction it's true
I'm in another world another timeline
Funny how everybody on my time
Tie me down I got you for a lifetime
I promise to you
Niggas be trippin you don't need the drama
Niggas be bitches & that's on my momma
Bitches be hella wrong hella childish
If you a real bitch then I like ya
Infrared beam gone hit you when it find ya
Niggas be actin like they got vaginas
Baby these diamonds shining like a star
Oops, my bad did I blind ya
Yeah, Oh lord, oh lord
Omg baby omg
Took my time baby now you mine
But I lied baby such a fool
Tic tac toe yeah she pick & choose
Ring around the Rosie with the tool
I got some shooters they gone try you
I don't need distractions don't need you
I been on the road runnin my check up
Imma see you when I'm all flexed up
Yeah, Babygirl it's obvious I don't need you
I cannot see why you can't accept the truth
I can't even lie that pussy had me glued
Shaking from your thighs that pussy got juice
Sick of makin love awe I just want the brain
Sick of takin drugs I just want the green strain
Sick of seeking love all that I feel is pain
Bitch I used to pop them percs I was numbing pain
Super secret hate on y'all niggas y'all be trippin
& you think you gonna cost me my meal ticket
Stupid thinking leading y'all to make bad decisions
I won't be the one at all Imma up the Smithon
If you got the time then baby come
Through
Let's get high baby let's roll a few
Genuine satisfaction it's true
I'm in another world another timeline
Funny how everybody on my time
Tie me down I got you for a lifetime
I promise to you
Niggas be trippin you don't need the drama
Niggas be bitches & that's on my momma
Bitches be hella wrong hella childish
If you a real bitch then I like ya
Infrared beam gone hit you when it find ya
Niggas be actin like they got vaginas
Baby these diamonds shining like a star
Oops, my bad did I blind ya
Yeah, Oh lord, oh lord
Omg baby omg
Took my time baby now you mine
But I lied baby such a fool
Tic tac toe yeah she pick & choose
Ring around the Rosie with the tool
I got some shooters they gone try you
Credits
Writer(s): Darren Ryan
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