don't try it - kyle hippy lyrics
intro:
(roh)
(franco done did it again)
yeah
hook:
i told don’t try it b*tch
if he want then know it’s free but you gon die b*tch
oh he talking out his ass gon send him to cape cod b*tch
how the f*ck you gangsta if you homies keep on dying n*gga?
that mean y’all ain’t getting money, yo homies dying trying n*gga
n*ggas cap a lot, they do
say he with that sh*t, he only with it in the booth
he can’t leave his clique, i’m mobbing solo with no crew
stack it up, i count my money, count so much my fingers blue
verse (kyle hippy):
who the f*ck gon stop me from popping my sh*t
hotter than wasabi b*tch, i’m popping, you just out the mints
f*cking thotties like a hobby like i get paid for this sh*t
know some n*ggas who would drop you for a 16th and a pit
know some b*tches who would set you up for some d*ck and a pin
why these n*ggas hating me. i prolly f*cked up on they b*tch
counting 50s, 10s, 20s whole team getting rich
know we made it out some sh*t so n*ggas hate us cus we lit
hook:
i told don’t try it b*tch
if he want then know it’s free but you gon die b*tch
oh he talking out his ass gon send him to cape cod b*tch
how the f*ck you gangsta if you homies keep on dying n*gga?
that mean y’all ain’t getting money, yo homies dying trying n*gga
n*ggas cap a lot, they do
say he with that sh*t, he only with it in the booth
he can’t leave his clique, i’m mobbing solo with no crew
stack it up, i count my money, count so much my fingers blue
verse (duke deuce):
n*ggas think they dead so we gon get back in the worst way
n*gga gotta patch him up he gon need more than first aid
anything i stand on a b*tch gotta respect that
ain’t sh*t changed, b*tch it’s duke deuce aka the fat mac
folks hang that chopper out the roof he gon ratatat that
all these n*ggas do is cap rap, see his chain, n*gga gon sn*tch that
hey baby it’s me ian really worried bout where your man at
shawty gotta understand that
hook:
i told don’t try it b*tch
if he want then know it’s free but you gon die b*tch
oh he talking out his ass gon send him to cape cod b*tch
how the f*ck you gangsta if you homies keep on dying n*gga?
that mean y’all ain’t getting money, yo homies dying trying n*gga
n*ggas cap a lot, they do
say he with that sh*t, he only with it in the booth
he can’t leave his clique, i’m mobbing solo with no crew
stack it up, i count my money, count so much my fingers blue
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