Try Me lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy
It's Ken The motherf*ckin’ Man, b*tch
Yeah, ayy

[Verse]
Big-Big bands for a walk through
Front spot when I park too
And I don't like being tugged on
So find another b*tch to talk to
Real b*tches show love to me
Hatin' hoes wanna hug too
Got n*ggas lookin’ like they wanna f*ck
They b*tches really wanna f*ck too
Ayy, walk through b*tches face funny
But I bet b*tches won't say nothin'
Broke b*tches got time on 'em
That's why they always got they mind on me
I make money, you save money
Yo rent money my play money
This my sh*t, that's bae money
Ain't nothin' you hoes could say to me
The tickеt goin’ up (Ticket goin’ up)
You hoes can't talk to me
’Causе you don't make enough (You-You don't make enough)
See, me, I been gettin' fine
But the pockets gettin’ fluff (Pockets gettin' fluff)
These n*ggas gon' act real
But they snow on the bluff (Snow on the bluff)
I cannot make this up (I cannot make this up)
I got a fetish, I like a n*gga with paper
That sh*t be makin' me wet
I am for real, I'ma f*ck on 'em in private
Then after that, I'ma jet
n*ggas gon' talk, n*ggas gon' make up a lie
n*ggas gon' put you in mess
But when he a boss, he don't be gettin' in gossip
He just gon' get you the check
b*tches is foul, they gon' call n*ggas they brother
But really be f*ckin 'em all
b*tches is weak, they gon' act friendly in person
Then be online tryna sneak
b*tches gon' hate, I ain't even touchin' a million
Ain't even reachin' my peak
They just be bitter 'cause it ain't them gettin' on
'Cause it ain't them and it's me
Went to the dealer, I got the Benz, I'm the owner
b*tches is late on they lease
b*tches is sleep, I be up late countin' money
They in the bed countin' sheep
Put that on the hood, ain't nobody better than me
Down to the side to the east
Down to the west, down to the worst of the worst
Up to the best of the best (Up to the best of the best)
These hoes know who I am
They actin' like they don't
Now that I'm up, we fam
These hoes not my friends
Say they is, that's scam, not likely
They wanna be just like me
But these hoes ain't sh*t like me
Gave 'em a hand, they bite me
Gave 'em a try, they tried me
Cold-ass b*tch, I'm icy
Hoes lookin' mad, they spicy
I think of myself so highly
'Cause I don't just get paid Friday
Married to the money, I'm wifey
Step out, ooh, slightly
And these n*ggas still gon' like me
Like me, like me, like me
Don't get mad, get like me
And if you a mad b*tch, fight me
Want me to pull up? Invite me
Ooh, invite me
Been waitin' on a b*tch to try me
Try me, try me, try me
[Outro]
(Try me, try me, try me)
Ooh, try me, try me, try me, try me
Ain't none of these hoes gon' try me
It's Ken, b*tch