"Try Again" lyrics
"Try Again"
(Enrgy made this one)
Five thousand on a 'fit, I'm gettin' fly again (Fly again)
This nigga dropped a new song, he 'bout to lie again (Ah man)
Shit, I went to sleep high, let's get high again
She ain't let me fuck the first night, let me try again
I just DM'ed the bitch, next day, she flying in
Fucked with a bitch once, I got her actin' buy again
Before I hit, where your resume? Go apply again
I got a young boss bitch just like Kylie Jenn (Yeah)
You'd catch me over Addrell, not Perkies
I'd say whatever to a bitch, I'm not nervous
Yeah, I fuck good, I got pape', I buy purses
Right now let's take it slow, you get Chanels not Birkins
If the first time you don't succeed, double back and hit his street
Kill everybody on the team, I'm just tryna win the beef
Camera 'round, it's killer season, I don't want nobody breathing
A hundred thousand on his people got the murder rate increasing (Okay)
Shit, the opps broke as fuck, them niggas need some help (Help)
I got money on his head, he should kill his self (Kill his self)
Treat you like your mama, boy, don't make me get the belt
Niggas rockin' fake ice, fuck around and melt
She squirted on the bed ten times, that ain't pee (Damn)
Why you post me on your close friends? That ain't P (Damn)
I don't care if you could see my face, that ain't me
You on the Internet talkin' 'bout killings, that ain't street
Huh, if I invite you to my bed, you know what you came to do
A young boss rich nigga, I am not the same as you
I be with the dope man, killers and scammers just to name a few
I got some famous friends and I got some niggas street famous too
Richard Milles cool but I really like bustin' shit (I like bustin' shit)
Yeah, the head cool but I really like fucking shit
The Hellcat cool, but I like Rolls trucks and shit
If she ain't a turnt bitch, don't wanna touch the bitch
If the first time you don't succeed, double back and hit his street
Kill everybody on the team, I'm just tryna win the beef
Camera 'round, it's killer season, I don't want nobody breathing
A hundred thousand on his people got the murder rate increasing
If the first time you don't succeed, double back and hit his street
Kill everybody on the team, I'm just tryna win the beef
Camera 'round, it's killer season, I don't want nobody breathing
A hundred thousand on his people got the murder rate increasing
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