Try Me Lyrics – Jay Fendi
Singer: Jay Fendi
Title: Try Me
Yo?
Ayo, Fendi, when you droppin’ the track, bro?
I’m in the stu’ right now, bro
Heard it bro, drop that sh*t, bro
Alright, I’ll let you know (Palaze, what you cookin’?)
I won’t let nobody try me for no pesos (Mm-mm)
I got bullets right beside me from my draco (Grrt-boom)
I got n***as catching bodies if I say so
And these b*t*hes all around me, tryna play low (Mm-mm)
I’m with my n***a Ali, call him Bando (Bando)
Bullets always be my side piece, I can’t move alone (No, no)
I got n***as tryna find me, walkin’ with my hoodie on
Brodie catching bodies, killing to be living long (Yeah)
I’m the prince of my city, yeah, I’m the prince of this sh*t
And if a n***a ever try me, I’ma spin on his b*t*h
Can’t believe they did me grimy, I’ma pull up with a clip
And if a n***a do me dirty, I’ma show him how I live (Mm-mm)
Don’t care about no opps, catch ’em lackin’ on the block
N***as jackin’, no more talk, ’til they see me wit’ a chop, uh (Baow)
‘Til they see me wit’ a chop, uh, mm
This my city, I don’t care ’bout what they say
I got the semi, I don’t care if they gon’ hate (Mm-mm)
I ain’t payin’, I’m just tryna get this food up out my plate
Made my mama happy, now I gotta get myself a safe (Yeah)
I got this in the bag, I ain’t playin’ any games (No, no)
I don’t know why them n***as mad, I be stuntin’ in they face (No, no)
I did this without Dad, Mama had me in my lane (No, no)
I just wanna get this bag, I don’t care about the fame (No)
See, I was down inside the trenches, n***as hating from the benches
N***as acting like they gang, but I notice that they ain’t sh*t, yeah (No, no)
I came from the block, where n***as fight for their respect (No, no)
That’s that hood where n***as reckless, f**k you up and then they flex
I been hitting licks, took a n***a b*t*h
Took her for a spin, took her to the crib
She call me Daddy, we just kiss (Yeah)
Drop a addy and we spin (Yeah)
N***as really be too b*t*h
B*t*hes calling me the sh*t (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, she wanted me all up inside her ocean (Ocean)
I ain’t wanna f**k, I just want devotion (‘Votion)
She said she wanna get it raw, but I told her I need a Trojan
Catching HIV, shorty, you better get to chokin’ (Chokin’)
She gave me slob, I was playin’ on the block
She was jackin’ on my n***a, so I had to spin with knots
Cracked a brother in the mouth, and she ain’t care until he drop
Nobody knows what I’m ’bout, so don’t you yell a n***a’s soft, uh
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