Lyrics Try Me - Jacquees

Try Me

Let a nigga try que, try que
We gone kill his whole motherfuckin family
And I ain’t playin with nobody
Fuck around and I’m a get you bodied
Bitch I brought a.9 not a.40
Beat a snitch then we take his money
Niggas know I’m on it, I own it
I really mean it I’m someone important
Give lil ron the tommy for all you dummies
Leave his main bitch wet and horny
You a old head you spend all your money
Pull straight up out the lot put a pic on ig
I had fake bitches I’m a realist
Got so many shoes you should see my closet
Rock that all black when we really mobbin
Hop out like snoop, iaint crip walkin
Fuck is ya’ll sayin bitch my hood love me
Wesley chapel road real niggas know me
I been out my mind since they killed rodrick
Free my brother gylon man he just called me
All these hoes love me can’t get em off me
Only hit it one time she won’t stop calling
Fyb that’s still the squad long time coming
Poppin bottles vip know your hoe coming
Even when I was unsigned I was still that nigga
Niggas see me, riding round with c-breezy, lambo speeding
Mind full of money, got your bitch full of semen
Getting all this money fighting all these fuckin demons
Turn your girl into a relay, no track meet
Have you singing like mariah you fuck with my family
Niggas steady hating but they gotta watch it
Ten-thousand dollars took my mama shopping
Let a nigga try que, try que
We gone kill his whole motherfuckin family
And I ain’t playin with nobody
Fuck around and I’m a get you bodied
Bitch I signed to with baby, no diapers
Leave you with a shit bag, big diapers
I want more weed and less liquor
Leave your girl around me then I’m probably gone hit her
Signed to cash money last month
Got a lot of money I’m bout to stunt
I’m a young stunner, big blunts
You can have a taste if you want
I’m my own shooter I ain’t gotta run
Let a nigga try que, try que
We gone kill his whole motherfuckin family
And I ain’t playin with nobody
Fuck around and I’m a get you bodied