kyle hippy - don't try it 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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