Try It lyrics

[Intro]
Dishonorable
It's more than this
Yeah, yeah, uh

[Chorus]
I'm on the phone with your b*tch right now, she like "Ian, come pick me up"
Bro got his hand on the table right now, if you talking I lift you up
That's a big ass dog, came straight from the pound, and that b*tch be getting rough
This German whip too close to the ground, thinkin' I better lift it up
I love this hoe but she f*ckin' around, told this b*tch to listen up
You throw a couple of ones in the club, man, f*ck around, pick it up
I think this b*tch falling in love with me, she can't get enough

[Verse]
Four pockets full in my Junya Watanabe jeans
Goddamn, I think I'm starting to fall in love with this hoe but I think that she tired of me
I'm a D1 soldier for my life, ain't nobody else outside with me
I got him runnin' for his life, he's boutta damn motherf*ckin' fye on me
Just be what what you say for your whole life, and [?] gang and sh*t
You should put that flag down, right now, boy you ain't baggin' sh*t
Yo' bro on the way to you right now, boy, you better save yourself
I'm a regular stackin' on racks, and I don't need nun' else
I'm puffin' on top of the shelf
He's tryna forget about us
This Maybach here, it get up
b*tch, you still riding the bus
Big stick, I ain't boxing none
This sh*t ain't nun' to play with
Hit his house at 3 in the morning, that motherf*cker thought I was Saiyan
I'ma just sit back and watch your fake, I'm not finna say what I'm thinking
[Chorus]
I'm on the phone with your b*tch right now, she like "Ian, come pick me up"
Bro got his hand on the table right now, if you talking I lift you up
That's a big ass dog, came straight from the pound, and that b*tch be getting rough
This German whip too close to the ground, think I better lift it up
I love this hoe but she f*ckin' around, told this b*tch to listen up
You throw a couple of ones in the club, man, f*ck around, pick it up
I think this b*tch falling in love with me, she can't get enough