Don’t Try It Lyrics – Larry June & Cardo

Don’t Try It Lyrics by Larry June & Cardo

Man, n#gg# this beat so hard I’ma have to let this sh#t ride
Shit, Foolie what’s happenin? Cardo bring that sh#t in
Damn, Shh shh shh shh mack
Ay ay ay ay ay damn, you see how I’m comin’ n#gg#

Feel me? n#gg# I bounce out that Rari
n#gg# I almost hit my motherf#ckin’ head n#gg# know I’m sayin’
Hahaha, beatin’ they #ss though, numbers n#gg#
What you n#gg#s know about dope fiends and blocks

You was always in the house caked up with the thots
I was whip after whip, n#gg#, spot after spot
On my way to Santa Rosa to go pick up a lot
Yeah this coat cost a lot, it got G’s and sh#t

My asian n#gg# out the way got them P’s and sh#t
I’ma millionaire n#gg# I don’t need the lick
I know them n#gg#s 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 n#gg#s that’ll murk for a band
We don’t want truce, n#gg# f#ck the opps

Got a lil’ shh, that’ll suck 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’?

n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me

n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me

Don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Don’t f#ck around with me

Off top
First off let me get back to talkin’ my sh#t
Every time I’m in my old school, I’m not gonna quit
Got a lineup from Sam, now I’m clean as b#tch

[?] behimd me, I ain’t turnin’ down sh#t
It’s been a long time since I used my nine
You got yours, n#gg# I got mine
I was slappin’ that sh#t in my drop top fifty

They pulled a n#gg# over, I’m like why you f#ckin’ with me?
Check it out b#tch, you gon’ choose or snooze
You complaining daily, ’cause yo’ P a loser
Desert eagle on me, same size as a ruler

n#gg# get out of line, then I’m on his medula
Mackin’, stackin’, what else?
p#ss# I be smashin’ (Good job Larry)
Her booty just won’t stop clappin’

My neighbors thinkin’ somethin’ just happened
What’s happenin’?
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me

Don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Don’t f#ck around with me

n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Don’t f#ck around with me
n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me

n#gg# don’t f#ck around with me
Off top
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Into the late night n#gg#

n#gg#s know how I’m comin’ n#gg#
Cardo on the beats and sh#t
You know I mean?
sh#ts so normal to a n#gg# man

You know I mean?
Switch it up like shoes n#gg#
b#tch my socks new n#gg#
Brand new b#tch

Somethin’ slight, numbers, ay ay ay ay ay
Shh shh, good job
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Larry June & Cardo Lyrics – Don’t Try It

Larry June & Cardo

Don’t Try It