Yvngshad - Try Again (Freestyle) Lyrics

Taron love that, uh
That, O for 200 shit
Even though he won't pay it
Want a OZ that's 200, he won't cop it fuck it
He got P's shid what's the number, he won't drop it fuck it
Booting up, I see you out and you get popped in public
Ask a nigga what he ran up and it's hardly nothing
Gave up on them buttons and them collars, bitch I'm shorts down
Long toss it to its destination, like its first down
Do this shit so much I fucked around and got off 4 pounds
Ay, silencer up on this bitch, illegal but it's no sound
Hop inside this bitch with no forewarning, then I get it smoking
Rebagging the za, so ain't no telling what you niggas smoking
I been round the block and I can tell you that these niggas hoes
I ain't on the clock bitch I make music and I'm selling O's
Back and forth with this hoe, this ain't metal, what you yelling for?
Get up out the spot, boy this young nigga got a rello rolled
Put me on the spot I'm going up until the lever broke
And I got emotions, nigga I don't fold, so really never show em
High as shit and think I'm off the drank, so shid it's really up
Rap shit it come easy, you ain't got it, nigga give it up
Bout to drop a 30 on a brand new black like nigga pick em up
Flight done walked inside my muthafuckin' house, he got some zkittles tucked
All this shit it's on the floor, and he is too, so bet he live it up
I'm with HotDonDada laying down some shit, he got a pistol tucked
My lil dawg say this hoe playing, in her phone like "You want dick or what?"
Ay, say she fucked the bro but he don't know
And she on go, so he don't give a fuck
On the way and niggas think they coming with me, tryna ride the coat
My bitch wanna chill and smoke a blunt, and then go ride the boat
I been on that playalistic shit since I was snotty nose
I been really laying on his shit, I hope nobody know
What's this a 50? Quarter 60 bitch I need a 10
These niggas know not jus not to tempt me, make em see the man
She tryna diss me on the gram, but really she the fan
And these niggas getting jealous, cause they bitches yelling "He the man"
Put the keys inside that bitch, let's get to where we pushing
Pressure on, he got his niggas, guess they be the cushion
Always say if you gon eat, then nigga be the fullest
If somebody try to take it, nigga reach and pull it

Taron love that, uh
That, O for 200 shit
Even though he won't pay it
Want a OZ that's 200, he won't cop it fuck it
He got P's shid what's the number, he won't drop it fuck it
Booting up, I see you out and you get popped in public
Ask a nigga what he ran up and it's hardly nothing
Gave up on them buttons and them collars, bitch I'm shorts down
Long toss it to its destination, like its first down
Do this shit so much I fucked around and got off 4 pounds
Ay, silencer up on this bitch, illegal but it's no sound
Hop inside this bitch with no forewarning, then I get it smoking
Rebagging the za, so ain't no telling what you niggas smoking
I been round the block and I can tell you that these niggas hoes
I ain't on the clock bitch I make music and I'm selling O's
Back and forth with this hoe, this ain't metal, what you yelling for?
Get up out the spot, boy this young nigga got a rello rolled
Put me on the spot I'm going up until the lever broke
And I got emotions, nigga I don't fold, so really never show em
High as shit and think I'm off the drank, so shid it's really up
Rap shit it come easy, you ain't got it, nigga give it up
Bout to drop a 30 on a brand new black like nigga pick em up
Flight done walked inside my muthafuckin' house, he got some zkittles tucked
All this shit it's on the floor, and he is too, so bet he live it up
I'm with HotDonDada laying down some shit, he got a pistol tucked
My lil dawg say this hoe playing, in her phone like "You want dick or what?"
Ay, say she fucked the bro but he don't know
And she on go, so he don't give a fuck
On the way and niggas think they coming with me, tryna ride the coat
My bitch wanna chill and smoke a blunt, and then go ride the boat
I been on that playalistic shit since I was snotty nose
I been really laying on his shit, I hope nobody know
What's this a 50? Quarter 60 bitch I need a 10
These niggas know not jus not to tempt me, make em see the man
She tryna diss me on the gram, but really she the fan
And these niggas getting jealous, cause they bitches yelling "He the man"
Put the keys inside that bitch, let's get to where we pushing
Pressure on, he got his niggas, guess they be the cushion
Always say if you gon eat, then nigga be the fullest
If somebody try to take it, nigga reach and pull it