Larry June & Cardo - Don’t Try It lyrics

[Intro] Man, ni**a, this beat so hard I'ma let this sh*t ride, sh*t Foolie, what's happenin? Cardo, bring that sh*t in, damn Shh, shh, shh, shh, man, uh, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Damn, you see how I'm comin' ni**a, feel me? ni**a, I bounce out that Rari, ni**a, almost hit my motherfu*kin' head, ni**a, you know what I'm sayin'? Hahaha, beatin' they ass though, numbers, ni**a [Verse 1] What you ni**as know about dope fiends and blocks? You was always in the house caked up with a thot I was whip after whip, ni**a, spot after spot On my way to Santa Rosa to go pick up a lot Yeah, this coat cost a bunch, it got Gs and sh*t My Asian ni**a out the way got them Ps and sh*t I'm a millionaire, ni**a, I don't need the lick I know them ni**as still hatin', so I keep the stick Bust another play then I do the money dance No better feelin' then them hunnids in my pants The watch cost a lot, she gon' choose off a glance Know some young ni**as that'll murk for a band We don't want truce, ni**a fu*k the opps Got a lil' (Shh) that'll su*k and swallow My table cost a lot, it was Roche, suave (What's that?) Can't really pronounce, but it cost me a lot, what's happenin'? [Chorus] ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me, off top [Verse 2] First off, let me get back to talkin' my sh*t Every time I'm in my old school, I'm mackin' her quick Got a lineup from Sam, now I'm clean as b*tch Rollers behind me, I ain't turnin' down sh*t It's been a long time since I used my nine You got yours, ni**a, I got mine I was slappin' that sh*t in my drop top fifty They pulled a ni**a over, I'm like, "Why you fu*kin' with me?" Check it out, b*tch, you gon' choose or snooze You complaining daily, 'cause your P a loser Desert Eagle on me same size as a ruler ni**a get out of line, then I'm on his medulla Mackin' (Mackin'), stackin' (What else?) Pussy I be smashin' (Good job, Larry) Her booty just won't stop clappin' (Sock it to me) My neighbors thinkin' somethin' just happened, what's happenin'? [Chorus] ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me (Don't fu*k around with me) ni**a, don't fu*k around with me ni**a, don't fu*k around with me, off top (Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy) [Outro] Into The Late Night, ni**a ni**as know how I'm comin', ni**a Cardo on the beats and sh*t You know I mean? sh*t's so normal to a ni**a, man, you know what I mean? Switch it up like shoes, ni**a b*tch, my socks new, ni**a Brand new, b*tch Somethin' slight, numbers Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, shh, shh Good job, ayy, ayy, ayy