Try Me lyrics

[Intro: Quilly]
Hey, June turn me up a lil' bit
Ya' mean. Now everybody wanna call my phone
Don't call my phone ( don't call me!)

[Verse 1: Quilly]
Haters see my instagram, now he wanna rob me
He ain't know I have that 33 on me ; Scotty!
Rest in peace to Whitney, I'm sellin' Bobby
Smokers call me cuz I got them oils like the Ahkis
I'ma need a 1,000 baggies
100 yard dash before them pigs grab me
I collect belts, n*gga that's my hobby
Pull up in a white JAG, used to catch the trolley
I be Uptown, that's where you can find me
Or Huntington Park, chillin with my n*gga Papi
Or catch me down Badlands with some Mamis
Or might be down Tasker, where it get grimey
Shout out my n*gga Kre, he gon catch a homi
Dirtbike Rell, he be 12'o clockin'
And shout out to my mixtape, it's poppin'
You don't wanna see my cousin face in a stocking
Your girl know my brother got them percs rockin'
Welcome home Pun, my n*gga just did 10
I don't gotta play the block no more, you're trippin'
My phone pop like a n*gga with the bricks in
I had to let my chips stacks; Pringles
That's a lot of money off of one single
And I be in the field, more stripes than a Bengal
I got that FN cuz n*ggas' on angles
And if it's bout' a hoe, don't run that sh*t by me
Shout out E & Red's, the n*ggas' that signed me
And I ain't playin wit nobody
I'ma kill your whole mothaf*ckin' family
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Let a n*gga try me, try me. I'm a get his whole mothaf*ckin' family. And I ain't playin with nobody. f*ck around and I'm a catch a body
Let a n*gga try me, try me. I'm a get his whole mothaf*ckin' family. And I ain't playin with nobody. f*ck around and I'm a catch a body