Trying Me
Drewski
GENRE
[Chorus: Calboy]
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
[Verse 1: Calboy]
[?] hotel, we whippin up Zack and Cody
Ain't no food on my shelf, we whippin up Ravioli
Mama told me how to flip them bails, you better focus
[?] ain't talking bout hocus pocus
I can't call you, darling, I'm too busy working
You better not call me [?]
[?]
[?]
[Chorus: Calboy]
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
Pour a 4 of that wok in my juice, this ain't no High C
Gotta ride with the pole, cause the diamonds cold like ice tea
And before you think about trying me, think twice please
And before this money come in, it was white T's
Still in the hood [?] niggas need ID
[?] step back just like [?]
I'm a grown man with this money, bout to go Plane Jane on a time piece
[?] we did him grimy
Spin fast on this thing, we spin verses
Nigga went and got some cash, he turned to a different person
[?] my pockets was hurting
Still with the gang, and the gang on blast, if anybody lerking
[Chorus: Calboy]
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
[Verse 1: Calboy]
[?] hotel, we whippin up Zack and Cody
Ain't no food on my shelf, we whippin up Ravioli
Mama told me how to flip them bails, you better focus
[?] ain't talking bout hocus pocus
I can't call you, darling, I'm too busy working
You better not call me [?]
[?]
[?]
[Chorus: Calboy]
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
[Verse 2: Jay Critch]
Pour a 4 of that wok in my juice, this ain't no High C
Gotta ride with the pole, cause the diamonds cold like ice tea
And before you think about trying me, think twice please
And before this money come in, it was white T's
Still in the hood [?] niggas need ID
[?] step back just like [?]
I'm a grown man with this money, bout to go Plane Jane on a time piece
[?] we did him grimy
Spin fast on this thing, we spin verses
Nigga went and got some cash, he turned to a different person
[?] my pockets was hurting
Still with the gang, and the gang on blast, if anybody lerking
[Chorus: Calboy]
Don't you know what I think?
[?] them boys don't like me
I was in the back of the trap, serving J's in my white T
I got a Glock on me, don't test, I'm smoking on ivery
[?] I know he bleed like [?]
When we pull up on the block, my shooters gon score like Ivy League
I was whippin up the work in the pot in the kitchen like [?]
I can see right through him, that boy ain't [?] as he try to be
I just put a new 30 in the Glock, so there ain't no trying me
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