Try Me (Remix) lyrics

[Verse 1: RJ]
Let a n*gga try me I got 30 in this .40, I let 'em go
And then go promote my party, make sure everybody hear like radio
I need so much cash to get blackballed
Girl pour that champagne in my bathwater
Slow it down cuz my lifetime seems fast foward
I been paranoid, but ain't my worries about you category
I'm getting bigger still I fit in any picture

[Hook: RJ]
Don't try me, cuz I be down to shoot it out in a f*ckin' lobby
I got cases I'm just tryna put behind me
Shout out my big homies, free my n*gga [?]
Bad b*tches getting smashed by the homies
I got cheese, she rat for the macaroni
n*ggas say they real, you gone have to show me
And if I ever get a deal, it include the whole team

[Verse 2: RJ]
Ok that's my dog, that's my n*gga
I remember riding 'round with him in beamers, twisting fingers
All we had was shake the steam up like a seizure
Flyer than a motherf*ckin femur
I can shoot a semis, no crimey
Had a threesome with your b*tch, that's a double hommi
Cuz I killed the pus*y and I caught a body
f*cked up and gave them hoes my number now them b*tches stalkin'
Now what you know bout wear the same sh*t for five days
I throw some ones she get a rain check, that weather changed
I come from servin' out the vacant
It's turned up, I'm adderall
I cannonball I swim in it
Wake up tomorrow morning and they still with it
pus*y so good, might sign my deal in it
My juice got a pill in it
[Hook: DeJ Loaf]
Let a n*gga try me, try me
I’mma get his whole motherf*ckin’ family
And I ain’t playin’ with nobody
f*ck around and I’mma catch a body

Let a n*gga try me, try me
I’mma get his whole motherf*ckin’ family
And I ain’t playin’ with nobody
f*ck around and I’mma catch a body

[Verse 3: YG]
Try me, try me
My n*ggas with that bullsh*t shootin' shots like Scotty
My bank account got O's like the front of Audis
Big gat in my lap, try to come and rob me
No I ain't no ho n*gga, no b*tch n*gga
Rich n*gga with them sh*ts n*gga, get you chipped n*gga
I put that on my soul, my whole body
[?] shoot the chopper hittin' everybody

This the motherf*ckin' label
f*ck you pay me, robbin' lately
Gettin' money, no more space in my safe
This sh*t is startin' to get brazy
Sleeping in coldest situations
All these dead president faces
In my pockets while I blink this sh*t is startin' to scare me
Cuz n*ggas change when they get that money
Truth be told[?]
n*gga try me if you want to
Bullets like ebola, kill you soon as they get on you n*ggA
I got that 9 milli n*gga that .45zy that tech 9zy n*gga
Try me n*gga
[Hook: DeJ Loaf]