luh riva - Trying Me (feat. Luh VI & D) Lyrics

(Problematic, got the beef, right)
I gotta run it up more
I wanna see you touch your throat
See how far this shit go
Don't play with me cause you can get hit with this pole
I wanna f*ck so let me tell you where to go
Ass fat, I know you could make it bounce
Turn around, I wanna see it in your mouth
So you can show me whatchu bout
Smokin' on that loud pack, that's an opp pack
I can't see I'm busy grindin'
Momma told me why didn't I get a house yet
Why you tryin' me, baby?
I wanna f*ck, but you been driving me crazy
I don't know if it's you gon' save me
That's why the pole right there, it's there for my safety
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I wanna f*ck
Nah, nah, nah, nah, I wanna cuff
Ayy, bring your back up Ayy, let me put it in for my safety
Got a stage, right
For my safety
For my safety
In the Benz, on the freeway Switchin' lanes with my mans
We got sticks like the motherf*ckin' army
I can't wait til my bro land he from the island
I'm tryna see what them hoes talkin' bout
You know my back full on green
Ayy, couple racks on the fit
Ayy, shorty, let me see you bounce that ass
Ayy, bend your knees
Watch your back, let me break it down Let me put it in, uh
Let me smoke my gas Ayy, boy, did you get this trap
Don't forget the blick, you know we gon' hit it
When we saw that boy, we ran him up full of shit
Why you tryin' me, baby?
Why you drive me crazy
I wanna f*ck, but I don't know who you gon' tell
I don't need no snitches in my circle
I don't need no bitches in my circle
I don't play about my work
F*ck with the bag and we can get you murked
Yeah, you gon' get murked
Yeah, you gon' get murked, bitch
Put you on the shirt Lay you ion the dirt
Now your family hurt
Why you playin' with my name, bitch
That's your lil' freak, bitch Sucked it with no teeth in
I'm tryna get to the freak end We can do this all weekend
Take you to the deep end Got that pussy leakin
And I put the drip on every season Ayy, now she can't leave me
She wanna have my goddamn baby Got some fresh J's, yeah
Knock it out the park like I played for the Rays, yeah
I don't f*ck with lames, yeah Got it out the pavement
So I learn my own game, then Ayy, got it out the pavement
Got it out the pavement
Got it out the pavement
I don't f*ck with lames, yeah
I don't f*ck with lames
I don't f*ck with lames, yeah
Yeah, I don't f*ck with lames, yeah
Pussy
What you talkin' bout
I don't f*ck with lames, yeah Got it out the pavement