Baby I Tried lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah

[Chorus]
Baby, I tried, but I can't quit the codeine
My double cup is killing me slowly
Without lean, I tend to get so lonely
Baby, come and hold me
Baby, come and hold me
n*ggas hate, I can't complain, I ran my money up
My ex b*tch was selling pus*y, I know she a sl*t
She was dirty, but not as dirty as what's inside of my cup
I just can't give it up
I just can't put the cup down

[Verse]
And your b*tch wan' f*ck now
Then she get passed to David Brown
Then she get passed to Jessie Jones
I kick that b*tch up out my home
Now she don't got nowhere to sleep
And now she put the blame on me
She throwing it back, it's a sight to see
She throwing it back, it's exciting me
I beat up the pus*y, it's fighting me
I beat up the pus*y, Muhammad Ali
I beat up the pus*y like Kangaroo Jack
She calling my phone, like, "Where is you at?"
Spend a check on a b*tch, and I'm making it back
Spend a check on a b*tch, you can't call me trick
And I put a two-liter at the tippity top of my Christmas list
Sometimes I be thinking 'bout hitting my b*tch
She say she be thinkin' 'bout slitting her wrist
She said she be thinkin' 'bout suicide
To tell you the truth, I don't care if she cry
And I'm 'bout to pour up a deuce in my Sprite
I'm killing the pus*y, she seeing the light
And shawty got mad that I came inside
That's when I crash out, and I blacken her eye
[Chorus]
Baby, I tried, but I can't quit the codeine
My double cup is killing me slowly
Without lean, I tend to get so lonely
Baby, come and hold me
Baby, come and hold me
n*ggas hate, I can't complain, I ran my money up (Ran my money up)
My ex b*tch was selling pus*y, I know she a sl*t (I know she a sl*t)
She was dirty, but not as dirty as what's inside of my cup
I just can't give it up
I just can't put the cup down

[Outro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah