Don’t Try It lyrics

by

Larry June & Cardo


[Intro]
Man, n*gga, this beat so hard I'ma let this sh*t ride, sh*t
Foolie, what's happenin? Cardo, bring that sh*t in, damn
Shh, shh, shh, shh, man, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Damn, you see how I'm comin' n*gga, feel me?
n*gga, I bounce out that Rari, n*gga, almost hit my motherf*ckin' head, n*gga, you know what I'm sayin'?
Hahaha, beatin' they ass though, numbers, n*gga

[Verse 1]
What you n*ggas know about dope fiends and blocks?
You was always in the house caked up with a thot
I was whip after whip, n*gga, spot after spot
On my way to Santa Rosa to go pick up a lot
Yeah, this coat cost a bunch, it got Gs and sh*t
My Asian n*gga out the way got them Ps and sh*t
I'm a millionaire, n*gga, I don't need the lick
I know them n*ggas still hatin', so I keep the stick
Bust another play then I do the money dance
No better feelin' then them hunnids in my pants
The watch cost a lot, she gon' choose off a glance
Know some young n*ggas that'll murk for a band
We don't want truce, n*gga f*ck the opps
Got a lil' (Shh) that'll suck and swallow
My table cost a lot, it was Roche, suave (What's that?)
Can't really pronounce, but it cost me a lot, what's happenin'?
[Chorus]
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me, off top

[Verse 2]
First off, let me get back to talkin' my sh*t
Every time I'm in my old school, I'm mackin' her quick
Got a lineup from Sam, now I'm clean as b*tch
Rollers behind me, I ain't turnin' down sh*t
It's been a long time since I used my nine
You got yours, n*gga, I got mine
I was slappin' that sh*t in my drop top fifty
They pulled a n*gga over, I'm like, "Why you f*ckin' with me?"
Check it out, b*tch, you gon' choose or snooze
You complaining daily, 'cause your P a loser
Desert Eagle on me same size as a ruler
n*gga get out of line, then I'm on his medulla
Mackin' (Mackin'), stackin' (What else?)
pus*y I be smashin' (Good job, Larry)
Her booty just won't stop clappin' (Sock it to me)
My neighbors thinkin' somethin' just happened, what's happenin'?
[Chorus]
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me (Don't f*ck around with me)
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me
n*gga, don't f*ck around with me, off top (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy)

[Outro]
Into The Late Night, n*gga
n*ggas know how I'm comin', n*gga
Cardo on the beats and sh*t
You know I mean?
sh*t's so normal to a n*gga, man, you know what I mean?
Switch it up like shoes, n*gga
b*tch, my socks new, n*gga
Brand new, b*tch
Somethin' slight, numbers
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shh, shh
Good job, ayy, ayy, ayy
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