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Try Out! (feat. e828)
Hip-Hop/Rap
Try Out! (feat. e828) was released on July 1, 2026 by GMD Inc! as a part of the album Brazy Summer 2
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Release DateJuly 1, 2026
LabelGMD Inc!
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM60

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Parker
Sean Parker
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Parker
Sean Parker
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Marco Meyler
Marco Meyler
Producer

Lyrics

Put the money in the bag, it's a stick up
That bitch mad when she call, I don't pick up
Money in the safe, it's a filled up
I don't put 20 in the tank, I fill up
She tryna hop in the ride and ride out
We tee up like a time out
If you ain't know, you better find out
Show me what you got, it's a try out
I ain't splurgin', I'm splurgin
Ya baby daddy broke, he hurtin'
Ayy, bankroll filthy, my pockets, my pants ain't dirty
Take her top off, clean like detergent
Killin' an instant, never one leave
That bitch said she waitin' forever for me
I'm geek, I'm waitin' forever to sleep
I control the wave effortlessly
Feel like a vampire, bitch stick out like a campfire
Can't stop talkin' bout me, I don't care why
That bitch crazy, she done left behind a hair tie
Fuck, I'm too high, got hang time
Everything goin' up like an incline
Diamond in the rough, she did me like Gen mine
Ten-fold copy, spend with a Gen 5
I won't sleep with nothin', I ain't got no bedtime
Bitch wanna wake up with me by the bedside
Pfft, yeah, ride
Less it's for some paper
I ain't finna move, I'm paralyzed
Ayy, motherfuckin' sketchy, they janky like fair rides
Ayy, we the ones that have terrorized
How could you think that worried about you
For what reason? I deal with enough, believe me, ayy
Put the money in the bag, it's a stick up
That bitch mad when she call, I don't pick up
Money in the safe, it's a filled up
I don't put 20 in the tank, I fill up
She tryna hop in the ride and ride out
We tee up like a time out
If you ain't know, you better find out
Show me what you got, it's a try out
Bad lil' thing wanna fly out
Running from her man, I'm the hideout
Gutta gang, tell me what it hit for
Hunnids don't billfold, diggin this tempo
Hold up, chill, be cool, lil' baby
Biscuits and gravy, money for breakfast
Big old revolver, look like I'm from Texas
She got the bubble, but built like a Lexus
She usin' both of her hands, ambidextrous
Weight coining in, gotta weigh it by metric
Old Money stack, it came out pension
I'm in the top of her mentions
She shake it like water, it went like the ocean
My picture be blurry, got way too much motion
Snap like a camera, for real, I be focused
None of you **** been hold me
How you be puttin' it together, you really the brosest
You **** is hopeless, No chance
Drac hangin' on my shoulder like a slow dance
Long barrel, make her wanna pole dance
Long money, spread it out with both hands
Short shorts, look like she got no pants
What she doin' later, she said no plans
Well, hold this then
Put the money in the bag, it's a stick up
That bitch mad when she call, I don't pick up
Money in the safe, it's a filled up
I don't put 20 in the tank, I fill up
She tryna hop in the ride and ride out
We tee up like a time out
If you ain't know, you better find out
Show me what you got, it's a try out
Put the money in the bag, it's a stick up
That bitch mad when she call, I don't pick up
Money in the safe, it's a filled up
I don't put 20 in the tank, I fill up
She tryna hop in the ride and ride out
We tee up like a time out
If you ain't know, you better find out
Show me what you got, it's a try out
Written by: Sean Parker
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