Try Me (Remix) lyrics

[Chorus: Dej Loaf]
Let a n*gga try me, try me
I’ma get his whole motherf*ckin’ family
And I ain’t playin’ with nobody
f*ck around and I’ma catch a body
Let a n*gga try me, try me
I’ma get his whole motherf*ckin’ family
And I ain’t playin’ with nobody
f*ck around and I’ma catch a body

[Verse 1: Dej Loaf]
b*tch I got the Mac or the 40
Turn a b*tch to some macaroni
Tell me how you want it I’m on it
I really mean it I’m just not recording
Still a blow the choppa, for all you actors
Leave a b*tch n*gga head in pasta
You are an impostor, ain’t got no money
Put the burner to his tummy, and make it bubbly
I really hate n*ggas I’m a Nazi
Love wearin’ all black, you should see my closet
Rock that all white, when I’m feelin’ Godly
Pop out like Coke, I ain’t gotta park it
f*ck is y’all saying, b*tch my hood love me
48214 real n*ggas know me
I been out my mind since they killed my cousin
Free my cousin Devin, man he just called me
All these n*ggas love me, can’t get ‘em off me
f*ck around gave him my number, he won’t stop calling
IBGM, we the clique b*tch you see us scoring
V.I.P in the club, while your section boring
Got a b*tch that Set it Off like Jada Pinkett, Queen Latifah
You rollin’ around with your nieces b*tch you TeeTee
Mind full money, got a heart full of demons
Mobbin’ like Italians, we really take yo fingers
Turn yo face into a pizza, no acne
Have you singin’ like Alicia, f*ck with my family
They be like you little, but got damn she spazzing
Do the whole crew, my b*tches freak nasty
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[Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa]
I got multiple chains, a gang of old school
That I swear I don’t drive ‘less it don’t rain
Show you how to get the million, both lanes
When I switch, we gon’ blow the whole thing
That's a zip, b*tch keep talking about
"Whats my favorite strain?
What’s my favorite part of the game?
The grind, or the fame?"
I told her as long as my n*gga straight
We plotted this for less, now is number one albums
n*ggas wasn’t sure, speculations about the outcome
Now what? More award shows, more oz's
More n*ggas tryna find out where I shop, when I get my clothes
Get a buzz and I put you on a roll, got a hundred rolled
Hear my car coming from the lobby
Taylor Gang over anybody

[Chorus]

[Verse 3: Dej Loaf]
b*tch I got the Tommy no Hilfiger
Lil Dej ain’t about it, b*tch how you figure
I don’t do no drugs, I be off liquor
So lifted, flyer than your girl, baby gone and take my picture
See I gotta get this money, my palms itchin’
n*ggas gossip like hoes, most of ‘em b*tches
I don’t wanna do no songs, I don’t wanna kick it
And I ain’t signing to no label, b*tch I’m independent
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