try ya luck lyrics

[Chorus]
(Woah) I'ma f*ck her in the truck, show 'em she a sl*t
I'm pullin' up in that lil' big body, what the f*ck?
I wash the spot too smooth, got her stuck (Waeh)
Hit a b*tch ass n*gga, wanna die, could try his luck
b*tch, I just walked in Balenci' (Woah)
I feel that percocet in my kidney
I just chopped it up wit Q50
That n*gga snort that sh*t like Whitney
Just like the E-way, I get busy
I'm hittin' that bad b*tch like a stizzy
My favorite opp died, got to trippin'
Bust on her stomach 'cause I'm going in it

[Verse]
I be like "f*ck that", and went indi'
I'm getting money, wanna come with me?
I'm a Balenciaga boy, f*ck Ricky
Arcidra, f*ck Fendi
Had lil' mama f*ck with me
Brand new vac, get in with me
I don't want that hoe
Came up, yeah, I grown
She gon' suck that soul (Woah)
Was a brokе n*gga but I did it
Came up, b*tch, I'm worth the ticket
Pullеd up on 'em, should've pulled off
And I still look like I ain't did it
Flash off diamonds still hit
Bad b*tch wanna get hit
Pulled up on 'em, n*gga it's a hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit
Hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit, hit
[Chorus]
I'ma f*ck her in the truck, show 'em she a sl*t
I'm pullin' up in that lil' big body, what the f*ck?
I wash the spot too smooth, got her stuck (Waeh)
Hit a b*tch ass n*gga, wanna die, could try his luck
b*tch, I just walked in Balenci'
I feel that percocet in my kidney
I just chopped it up wit Q50
That n*gga snort that sh*t like Whitney
Just like the E-way, I get busy
I'm hittin' that bad b*tch like a stizzy
My favorite opp died, got to trippin'
Bust on her stomach 'cause I'm going in it