Woooo woooo woooo
I'm talkin' my shit, I got my stick (yeah)
You not gon' click
If a nigga don't know me then he better know
(yeah) i got a paper cutter as far
As the shredder go (yeah)
They say Hell is hot, nigga
is Heaven cold? (yeah)
My nigga used to cook dope
Get a better stove i got a new Gucci coat
This ain't Fashion Nova
She said she want to settle down, I can
(yeah) plain Jane on my wrist
Like where the Patek go? (yeah)
I got a bitch in the trap
Where the mattress go? (yeah)
Big Xan always going to talk his shit yeah
Stick in the party, Like who started it? yeah
Big 40 on me like he targeted yeah
Don't get a feature, I ain't locking it yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
Ooh I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids
Hol' up, huh
Got a bad bitch want some Louis now
Christian Dior, Louibi' now
Got the Cartier frames in the Louis pouch
Got a bad bitch wit' her whole booty out
Got a bad bitch coming in my house, yeah
You got all the money, nigga kick it out yeah
Heard you got a boyfriend, I do not care
Baby arch your back, put it in your mouth
Yeah
We are not together, baby I'm just tryna yeah
Hit it from the back
Let me pull on your hair
Nigga in the kichen like
He cooking small fries
23 in the clip like the bald guy
I got a South East bitch
Juss tell me "aww bye"
You know I'm just tryna yeah
Then you all mines
Yeah baby, yeah they all mines
Feelin' like Stunna
I'm just tryna hit you 4 times
Explore your body
Baby you can be my tour guide
She want a chubby nigga
She don't want a tall guy
I got a big 50 extension when it's war time
I take you in the trenches
Don't get in the crossfire
Too many Cartier's they thought that
I was cross eyed
I got your girl and I'm tryna hit it one time
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
Xanman - I’m Trynna Yeah Lyrics
Xanman - I’m Trynna Yeah Lyrics
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English
Woooo woooo woooo
I'm talkin' my shit, I got my stick (yeah)
You not gon' click
If a nigga don't know me then he better know
(yeah) i got a paper cutter as far
As the shredder go (yeah)
They say Hell is hot, nigga
is Heaven cold? (yeah)
My nigga used to cook dope
Get a better stove i got a new Gucci coat
This ain't Fashion Nova
She said she want to settle down, I can
(yeah) plain Jane on my wrist
Like where the Patek go? (yeah)
I got a bitch in the trap
Where the mattress go? (yeah)
Big Xan always going to talk his shit yeah
Stick in the party, Like who started it? yeah
Big 40 on me like he targeted yeah
Don't get a feature, I ain't locking it yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
Ooh I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids
Hol' up, huh
Got a bad bitch want some Louis now
Christian Dior, Louibi' now
Got the Cartier frames in the Louis pouch
Got a bad bitch wit' her whole booty out
Got a bad bitch coming in my house, yeah
You got all the money, nigga kick it out yeah
Heard you got a boyfriend, I do not care
Baby arch your back, put it in your mouth
Yeah
We are not together, baby I'm just tryna yeah
Hit it from the back
Let me pull on your hair
Nigga in the kichen like
He cooking small fries
23 in the clip like the bald guy
I got a South East bitch
Juss tell me "aww bye"
You know I'm just tryna yeah
Then you all mines
Yeah baby, yeah they all mines
Feelin' like Stunna
I'm just tryna hit you 4 times
Explore your body
Baby you can be my tour guide
She want a chubby nigga
She don't want a tall guy
I got a big 50 extension when it's war time
I take you in the trenches
Don't get in the crossfire
Too many Cartier's they thought that
I was cross eyed
I got your girl and I'm tryna hit it one time
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm talkin' my shit, I got my stick (yeah)
You not gon' click
If a nigga don't know me then he better know
(yeah) i got a paper cutter as far
As the shredder go (yeah)
They say Hell is hot, nigga
is Heaven cold? (yeah)
My nigga used to cook dope
Get a better stove i got a new Gucci coat
This ain't Fashion Nova
She said she want to settle down, I can
(yeah) plain Jane on my wrist
Like where the Patek go? (yeah)
I got a bitch in the trap
Where the mattress go? (yeah)
Big Xan always going to talk his shit yeah
Stick in the party, Like who started it? yeah
Big 40 on me like he targeted yeah
Don't get a feature, I ain't locking it yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
Ooh I been, Cartier frames on my eyelids
Hol' up, huh
Got a bad bitch want some Louis now
Christian Dior, Louibi' now
Got the Cartier frames in the Louis pouch
Got a bad bitch wit' her whole booty out
Got a bad bitch coming in my house, yeah
You got all the money, nigga kick it out yeah
Heard you got a boyfriend, I do not care
Baby arch your back, put it in your mouth
Yeah
We are not together, baby I'm just tryna yeah
Hit it from the back
Let me pull on your hair
Nigga in the kichen like
He cooking small fries
23 in the clip like the bald guy
I got a South East bitch
Juss tell me "aww bye"
You know I'm just tryna yeah
Then you all mines
Yeah baby, yeah they all mines
Feelin' like Stunna
I'm just tryna hit you 4 times
Explore your body
Baby you can be my tour guide
She want a chubby nigga
She don't want a tall guy
I got a big 50 extension when it's war time
I take you in the trenches
Don't get in the crossfire
Too many Cartier's they thought that
I was cross eyed
I got your girl and I'm tryna hit it one time
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah, stroke it like yeah
Hit it like yeah, I'm tryna yeah
I'm tryna yeah