Lyriclou - Better Not Try Me Lyrics

Turn a young nigga up
Turn a young nigga up
And turn me up
Yeah shout out to J
I got brother in the pen He stay in Atlanta
(He stay Atlanta)
Shoutout to my Brodies I know Niggas with the hammers
Shoutout to my fine wine I know Bitches that are scammers
Slanging that loud gas, plus that White Hanna (Becky)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
You better not you better not
Better not(Try Me )(Try Me)
Better not Yea better not
If I see a opp I'm pulling up
Gang shit I know bunch of thugs
Gps on get u popped on da dot
Get you hit with a Mac or 40 glock
East Atlanta where u hear them shots
Chief u up like a burger
(Like a Burger)
Brother in the pen for dat murder
(For dat Murder)
I got brother in the pen, he stay in Atlanta
(He stay Atlanta)
Shoutout to my Brodies I know N***as with the hammers
Shoutout to my fine wine I know Bitches that are scammers
Slanging that loud gas, plus that
White Hanna (Becky)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
Better not try me
(You better not try me)
You better not you better not
You Better not(Try Me)(Try Me)
Better not Yea better not
New whips, New fit, with a new Bitch
(with a new bitch)
Icy this, icy that, my type of shit
(My type of shit)
Try da gang them clips get loosened
Ready to rumble we come from the Jungle
Slide up on the block like a cruise Ship
Talkin loud let the choppa go stupid
Bag talk my only talk I speak it fluent
(Speak it fluent)
Sign a paper for 3Ms I just might do It
(show me the bag)
No time for no f*ck shit just tryna Get big
I know some bitches that be slanging It
(Swiping them cards)
I stay on my singing rappin' shit (Punch me in)
F*ck a pussy nigga poppin' lip
New drip yeah I'm coping it
Bite my sound no adopting it
Nothing but a bag on me (bag on me)
You know I ride for my homie
You know I ride for my team
I got brother in the pen He stay in Atlanta
(He stay Atlanta)
Shoutout to my Brodies I know niggas with The hammers
Shoutout to my fine wine I know bitches that are scammers
Slanging that loud gas plus that white Hanna (Becky)
Better not try me (You better not try me)
Better not try me (You better not try me)
Better not try me (You better not try me)
Better not try me (You better not try me)
You better not you better not
Better not(Try Me )(Try Me)
Better not Yea better not