Tried Me lyrics

Lil hoe asked me “Could I get it”
I feel like she tried me
When I see these diamonds
When I see Lil Tony f*cking shining
I go through sh*t too, I thug it out boy I ain't f*cking whining
He think that he hard
Tote heavy metal
Take his f*cking iron
One thing bout Lil Tony, I get this money, I gotta get this cheese
Opp n*gga running from me
Ain't gotta shoot sh*t
My n*ggas gun for me
Word around they looking for Lil T Key
I ain't tripping, the stick on the seat
f*ck that Tony ride around with a bankroll on him
He got some cash and debris
I like money I like money I like hoes too
Taking out fine sh*t, getting cash, doing what I’m spose too
Godspeed with these b*tches, that will hold true
pus*y n*gga hating on Tkey he getting no food
Hundred thousand cash in the backpack
20s in my jeans I got all 50s in the knapsack
I don’t respect lil buddy, won’t trip bout nothing till he clap back
See em out, gotta strip him out his hoodie and his snapback
Designer on from head to toe
I been tryna let it go
I be steady buying more
Sell it high
And buy it low
b*tch I paid so much for this swag might f*ck round buy a store
n*gga want some smoke with Lil Tkey, he might well fi a port
Off a n*gga ass in some Dolce, I’m a swaggy clapper
Back then was a swaggy trapper
Never been a swaggy capper
Baby ass n*gga, sh*tty pamper
Im a f*cking pamper
Think this sh*t here WWE, pull out the fye, and smack her
(Hook)
Lil b*tch @ me cause I get it
I feel like she tried me
When I see these diamonds
When I see Lil Tony f*cking shining
I go through sh*t too, I thug it out boy I ain't f*cking whining
He think that he hard
Tote heavy metal
Take his f*cking iron
One thing bout Lil Tony, I get this money, I gotta get this cheese
Opp n*gga running from me
Ain't gotta shoot sh*t
My n*ggas gun for me
Word around they looking for Lil T Key
I ain't tripping, the stick on the seat
f*ck that
Tony ride around with a bankroll on him
He got some cash and debris
[talking some sh*t]

Verse 2
Dead n*gga in my wood right now, this sh*t smoking way too good
Up fye, n*gga wish you would
Gon die, n*gga wish he could
Im a young turnt n*gga with a big bankroll, ain't tripping bout sh*t Im good
Be doing the sh*t I want
You be doing that sh*t you could
Euro, Peso, Yen
Whatever you got I need
The dawg in me I breed it
I don’t really care bout titties..his hoe and catch ha cleavage
Freak hoe stuck on p*nis
Ain't worth sh*t I’m leaving