Lyrics Tryin Me - Money Man

Tryin Me

I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it’s crippin'
Sell you a break and I’m different
Weigh that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil bitch on the island inside of the kitchen
I ride with dead people I’m superstitious
She give me head on her knee she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits by using my digits
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Billy
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Soirée
These the moonrocks you not high as me
You not bout that life don’t you lie to me
Just like a horse she gone ride me
B.c your secret society
Draco for niggas who trying me
Draco for niggas who trying me
I buy a house, then starting growing and lil mama throwing it
I put a 4 in it
I’m going slow in it
Living for now we live for the moment
She say when I touch her she wet as an ocean
I crack the seal on some purple potion
Play wit the boss and get demoted
Fuck wit the boss and get promoted
We just some hooligans
We just some savages
Who living lavish no I’m not average
How you gone win if you never stacking
How you gone win if you always losing
He tried to rob me I had to shoot him
B.c the army and we recruiting
B.c the army we might recruit you
You won’t believe it every week I gotta fly to Phoenix
Then I repeat it
I told my nigga hold the bail
Then he reminded me, I told em keep it
He told me take it back, boy I don’t need it
Why would you try me up like I’m not eating
We both B. c so we eat the same
This shit is more than letters on a chain
I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it’s crippin'
Sell you a brick and I’m different
Weigh that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil bitch on the island inside of the kitchen
I ride with dead people I’m superstitious
She give me head on her knee she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them bitches by using my digits
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Billy
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Soirée
These the moonrocks you not high as me
You not bout that life don’t you lie to me
Just like a horse she gone ride me
B.c your secret society
Draco for niggas who trying me
Draco for niggas who trying me
Look what I did they wanna fuck wit the kid
That’s just the way that I live
That’s just the way that I operate
You can get shot or cooperate
Ran up that bag, flipped off a duffel
Fuck all these niggas, no I can’t trust em
We just be hustling
I live the life of a G I’m accustomed
He ran off wit a pack then imma bust em
Running man chopper I trap in the gutter
Money man chopper I knock off your brother
Chop up a brick in the guap man kitchen
Just hit a dime in the guap man kitchen
I am a boss look how I’m living
Every strap on me clip got inches
Every strap on me got extensions
Knowing I throw but I ran on them digits
I call the bro and he sending the shipment
I want lil mama mouth like a dentist
I had to flood that black circle pendant
I’m selling packs just to feed my dependence
Fuck her so good I might break her appendix
B.c the circle our spirits is Kindred
B.c the circle our spirits is Kindred
I get that check and I stack it
My money blue like it’s crippin'
Sell you a brick and I’m different
Weigh that shit in an updated kitchen
Fuck that lil bitch on the island inside of the kitchen
I ride with dead people I’m superstitious
She give me head on her knee she religious
Knowing I throw but I ran on them bitches by using my digits
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Billy
They wanna fuck wit the kid like I’m Soirée
These the moonrocks you not high as me
You not bout that life don’t you lie to me
Just like a horse she gone ride me
B.c your secret society
Draco for niggas who trying me
Draco for niggas who trying me