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My_Kayla - Try Me Lyrics



My_Kayla - Try Me Lyrics




Go boom with the drum
Pa-rum pum pum pum

Keep yapping with the tongue
You gon' see who I've become

The iPhone going dead, I'm on 32 percent
They keep calling with excuses, just a way to circumvent

My American Pie niggas eating off
52 weeks and I never took a weekend off



Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture (yeah)


Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture (yeah)




Don't you ever (Boom)
Beat you to it

Just when you think yo niggas solid
They turning to fluid
For not feeling included

Money don't make you hard
Money make it possible to put up a façade
Weak body ain't God

Either you love me or you lose me
Got a FN at my momma house
And she'll always choose me
She make me feel secure
And I glorify her beauty

We crazy together like JT and Uzi
Like Susie and Gucci

Look stop going around saying you kin to me
Nigga don't you know that's how you get an injury

Security got artillery
They fingers kinda slippery
So put them hands up if you motherf*cking feeling me




Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture

Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture




They go Gaga bout this lady
Look mama I made it
I feel so important
So many flights I'm boarding

I'm seated in priority
While you in line sorority
I didn't say nice enough
Well look these bullets poetry

Obviously
The odds are me

I got the most paper in this bitch
I never chopped a tree
I'm proud of me

Just in case, it's metal on my brother's hip (bop bop)
Usually nothing good comes from it

I'm never too moving loud, 'cause I got enemies
Nigga don't you know that's why these trucks utility
Security for artillery
They not who they pretend to be
Ya head under water now, welcome to your christening (ah)

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life




Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture

Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture


We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life
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English

Go boom with the drum
Pa-rum pum pum pum

Keep yapping with the tongue
You gon' see who I've become

The iPhone going dead, I'm on 32 percent
They keep calling with excuses, just a way to circumvent

My American Pie niggas eating off
52 weeks and I never took a weekend off



Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture (yeah)


Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture (yeah)




Don't you ever (Boom)
Beat you to it

Just when you think yo niggas solid
They turning to fluid
For not feeling included

Money don't make you hard
Money make it possible to put up a façade
Weak body ain't God

Either you love me or you lose me
Got a FN at my momma house
And she'll always choose me
She make me feel secure
And I glorify her beauty

We crazy together like JT and Uzi
Like Susie and Gucci

Look stop going around saying you kin to me
Nigga don't you know that's how you get an injury

Security got artillery
They fingers kinda slippery
So put them hands up if you motherf*cking feeling me




Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture

Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture




They go Gaga bout this lady
Look mama I made it
I feel so important
So many flights I'm boarding

I'm seated in priority
While you in line sorority
I didn't say nice enough
Well look these bullets poetry

Obviously
The odds are me

I got the most paper in this bitch
I never chopped a tree
I'm proud of me

Just in case, it's metal on my brother's hip (bop bop)
Usually nothing good comes from it

I'm never too moving loud, 'cause I got enemies
Nigga don't you know that's why these trucks utility
Security for artillery
They not who they pretend to be
Ya head under water now, welcome to your christening (ah)

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life




Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture

Don't you ever try me (yeah)
I get grimy
I got a big ole gun but I'm tiny (yay)

She don't like me (yeah)
Cuz I might be that nigga
Me without the dough (woah)
Is an unlikely picture


We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life

We popping champagne bottles all night
To celebrate the haters ain't make it in our life
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