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Keep Trying Video (MV)




Performed By: YNW Bslime
Featuring: BabyTron
Language: English
Length: 2:11
Written by: Brandon King, James Johnson IV, Kristian Davila




YNW Bslime - Keep Trying Lyrics
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[ Featuring BabyTron ]

(1WayKay, you went off on this bitch)

Hundred dollar eighthy, finna hotbox the booth
Sun beaming through the Z06, I'm finna drop the roof
They be snakes nowadays you gotta watch 'em move
Killed twenty-four songs straight, I'm finna drop a nuke
You ain't the plug, you in the middle like you Malcom
Dash say two hundred something, feel like Danny in that Phantom
I done drew it up and mapped it out, I promise it ain't random (it ain't random)
He don't like me, shit, I f*cked his bitch her handle
Wockiana quacky achey tris I got the juice in
Cut the traction hang up out the window let the coupe spin
I just popped a dub that's two tens
Akhi pulled up on the weapon plug, he got some new Gens
Hit my soda with a four it look like pomegranate juice
You might win the game scoring but you gotta pass it too
Balenciaga sweater like, shit, I gotta catch the shoes
If you want to pull up to the spot you gotta grab some, uh
Get the head from her then I throw the peace sign
Down the way catching plays, I'm with BSlime
Me and Dee chasing after sacks, we like the D-Line
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying

Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying
Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, we overlapped him three times

I been state to state I'm tryna get back home
He was talking on the 'Net, turned him into a tombstone
Brother caught a case but he finna be back home
Keep on playing with the gang and you gon' get stepped on
Why they keep on talking? Curry, got a .38
You know he finna walk 'em, really chalk 'em
I don't do this often, pick his body up
And then I put up for auction, this is awesome (this is awesome)
Well, guess it's nice to meet
Brodie posted up with them 40's, if you can't see
I been posted up with your shorty, you can't believe
He was acting tough, got extorted, he on his knees
Ha, no, I ain't do it though
Got a couple killers, walk you down for a Louis coat
Know he got a gun, he won't you use it it's just for show
One move then we let it go, one move then we let it blow
Already told y'all to stop pocket watching
All up in this function we brought our pocket rockets
Always on the 'Gram, boy, you really need to stop it
Giving out commands like this just a game of Bop It

Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying
Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, we overlapped him three times
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English

(1WayKay, you went off on this bitch)

Hundred dollar eighthy, finna hotbox the booth
Sun beaming through the Z06, I'm finna drop the roof
They be snakes nowadays you gotta watch 'em move
Killed twenty-four songs straight, I'm finna drop a nuke
You ain't the plug, you in the middle like you Malcom
Dash say two hundred something, feel like Danny in that Phantom
I done drew it up and mapped it out, I promise it ain't random (it ain't random)
He don't like me, shit, I f*cked his bitch her handle
Wockiana quacky achey tris I got the juice in
Cut the traction hang up out the window let the coupe spin
I just popped a dub that's two tens
Akhi pulled up on the weapon plug, he got some new Gens
Hit my soda with a four it look like pomegranate juice
You might win the game scoring but you gotta pass it too
Balenciaga sweater like, shit, I gotta catch the shoes
If you want to pull up to the spot you gotta grab some, uh
Get the head from her then I throw the peace sign
Down the way catching plays, I'm with BSlime
Me and Dee chasing after sacks, we like the D-Line
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying

Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying
Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, we overlapped him three times

I been state to state I'm tryna get back home
He was talking on the 'Net, turned him into a tombstone
Brother caught a case but he finna be back home
Keep on playing with the gang and you gon' get stepped on
Why they keep on talking? Curry, got a .38
You know he finna walk 'em, really chalk 'em
I don't do this often, pick his body up
And then I put up for auction, this is awesome (this is awesome)
Well, guess it's nice to meet
Brodie posted up with them 40's, if you can't see
I been posted up with your shorty, you can't believe
He was acting tough, got extorted, he on his knees
Ha, no, I ain't do it though
Got a couple killers, walk you down for a Louis coat
Know he got a gun, he won't you use it it's just for show
One move then we let it go, one move then we let it blow
Already told y'all to stop pocket watching
All up in this function we brought our pocket rockets
Always on the 'Gram, boy, you really need to stop it
Giving out commands like this just a game of Bop It

Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, shit, keep trying
Shit, keep trying, shit, keep trying
Tryna catch up to the gang, we overlapped him three times
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Writer: Brandon King, James Johnson IV, Kristian Davila
Copyright: Lyrics © EMPIRE PUBLISHING

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