robin banks – don’t try me lyrics
[intro: robin banks]
double+m
squad sh+t only man, free the guys
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga (x7)
[chorus: robin banks]
i ain’t got time for beef
i’m in the streets tryna eat
don’t try me n+gga
my shooters shoot to k!ll
can’t do no lackin’ in the field
don’t try me n+gga
i’m with the mod ‘malis
all my n+ggas catching bodies
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
[verse 1: robin banks]
i got youngins ask for blow
k!llas all around, you ain’t know
don’t try me n+gga
cause i’ll bring gunsmoke
don’t take my n+ggas as a joke
don’t try me n+gga
you gettin’ id’d n+gga
if you an opp, you gettin’ dropped
you gettin’ iv’d n+gga
you gettin’ id’d n+gga
if you an opp, you gettin’ dropped
you gettin’ iv’d n+gga
i’m rappin’ and trappin’
they catch me in traffic
gucci and louis and truey, i’m cashin’
don’t get my n+ggas, i swear we won’t have it
pull up on n+ggas and just get to clappin’
greedy in the cut, i swear broski a savage
f+ckin’ with him, turn your eyes into a tragic
copped a half ounce, moved the whole box
got rid of the work, make it look like magic
squad full of k!llers but they all my co+accuser
i turn my youngins into hitters
don’t try my n+ggas
cause we don’t long talk
we solve problems with triggers
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
[chorus: robin banks]
i ain’t got time for beef
i’m in the streets tryna eat
don’t try me n+gga
my shooters shoot to k!ll
can’t do no lackin’ in the field
don’t try me n+gga
i’m with the mod ‘malis
all my n+ggas catching bodies
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga
[verse 2: robin banks]
i got youngins ask for blow
k!llas all around, you ain’t know
don’t try me n+gga
they off some pills, off some l!cks
sippin’ lean, off the sh+ts
don’t try me n+gga
sod, three letters
sod, three letters
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
[verse 3: big billz]
see who’s real and who’s fake
let’s keep it real
i been in the streets like a license plate
around tigers, lions, bears, and apes
rip a man half
that’s what we do to snakes
and rats, we treat them the same
loaded up cha+cha+bang
uptop, jane and finch
i don’t think another hood’s the same
that fifth kick like new cane
i stir the pot, the spoon breaks
one+fifty on the highway
like i’m tryna dodge an earthquake
y’all b+tch n+ggas can’t relate
i told my n+ggas, hold the faith
the ones that’s locked down
behind them steel doors, still prayin’
loyalty ain’t the same
they gotta run through your veins
cause a lotta n+ggas will change
we they start seeing the lil change
[verse 2: robin banks] (repeated verse)
i got youngins ask for blow
k!llas all around, you ain’t know
don’t try me n+gga
they off some pills, off some l!cks
sippin’ lean, off the sh+ts
don’t try me n+gga
sod, three letters
sod, three letters
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
don’t try me n+gga, don’t try me n+gga
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