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merky ace - try me lyrics

[hook]
why they wanna try me?
they know i don’t take it lightly
daily and nightly
i be out here with the something right by me
dem boy can’t fight me
i just send my yg
ex girl can’t find me
i just got a new lighty

[verse 1]
bye
man should already know that i’m not that guy
score points off them but not off i
cuh man ah move first like chess, i’m white
come fi play ball, got -rs-nal like wright
beat shot in the sun or the rain or the day or the night
could’ve been corn or could’ve been pie
either way, i’mma serve that guy
f-ck spending on gyal, spend money to the guys
all i’ve got for the gyal is pipe, then i slide
money’s in my eyes
eye for an eye if you touch one of mine
but i’ll tek two eyes so you can’t tek mine
ex girl calling, got a new line
don’t worry ’bout me, baby, i’m fine
me nuh talking, do you
cause i done been doing mine

[verse 2]
you might can test them
but you cannot test iyah
go on then, try me cause i spit fire
boss like bowser, sh-ll empire
sh-ll man down, sh-ll his whole entire
interior of his new spitfire
ball up his fist, have my yg jooking
levels to this sh-t, i ain’t even gotta cook him
new video on aka
ex girl panties getting wet just looking
but i ain’t local, i’m down at a booking
for the stiff ting eating chinese cooking
gyal ah ball out as soon as i put in
then i do the dash cause the cake is the pudding
knife and swam work, yeah, man put in
still thump man in the face when they’re not looking

[verse 3]
when they wanna try, i don’t take it light
i do the d-mn ting, i ain’t ’bout creating hype
squat two-handed and start taking sight
dem man shook, they will never take a life
me, v and jb chill late at night
tryna put man to sleep like baby, i
will not take sh-t from these wasted guys
they ain’t ever ate sleet for dinner
ex girl’s all b-mmed cuh a’s a winner
and her new man don’t know how to thump her liver
i make gyal curl up, leak and shiver
when man turn up, man ah man deliver
call my 074, i’ll give it ya
don’t be inner cuh man are heavyweight
in the ting like viscera, quaalude chiseller
turn a man senseless sniffler, try me

- merky ace lyrics

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