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DON'T TRY ME
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DON'T TRY ME was released on September 23, 2026 by Cleopatra Records as a part of the album DON'T TRY ME - Single
September 23, 2026
LabelCleopatra Records
LanguageEnglish
BPM
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy

Music Video

Music Video

Lyrics

Why you tryna try me, huh?
I got this shit in my body
We be startin' riots, huh
I gotta go and grab my .40, huh, hmm
Yeah, hold on, yeah, hold on
Yeah, uh, why you tryna try me, huh?
I got this shit in my body, yeah, uh
I'm rockin' Balenci with Margiela, threw away all the Armani, yeah, huh
This hoe tryna get in my pants, the bankroll look like Monopoly
I'm pourin' drank through the economy
In a two-door whip, told her, "Hold on"
Like to sing when she ride on
He ain't flexin' no shit, he a bozo
See the opps through the peephole
Yeah, I spit in her mouth like Carlito
She far from a prude, she a freak hoe
Fresh out the sauna, she rubbin' me down like a brand new Bugatti, huh
This bitch wanna know how much I made last year, told her, "Look on Safari," huh
She fell in love in a Marshalls
When she close to me, got her heart froze
I'm cashin' out, I don't do the loans
All this ice on me like a light pole
I told her, "Come get it," she with it, huh
The stick in my hand got me blitzin', huh
A thousand a line, girl, this vintage
I'm a real ****, God is my witness
Forgiatos look like BBLs the way I got the Maybach sittin'
She wanna go to the moon and get booted up with me and talk 'bout her feelings, huh
I put a TEC on all of my bitches
I put a TEC on all of my hoes
I'm out in Paris, tryna fuck her all night, but she gotta go walk a show
I got her upset from the shit I pulled the other night, sent her a dozen roses
Yeah, never runnin' out of motion, uh
Baby, I gotta stay focused, yeah, uh
This money ain't gon' make itself, been countin' all day, hard to fold it, yeah
On the phone with my assistant, it's too many hoes, told her get more Trojans
Why you tryna try me, huh?
I got this shit in my body
We be startin' riots, huh
I gotta go and grab my .40, huh, hmm
Yeah, hold on, yeah, hold on
Yeah, uh, why you tryna try me, huh?
I got this shit in my body, yeah, uh
I'm rockin' Balenci with Margiela, threw away all the Armani, yeah, huh
This hoe tryna get in my pants, the bankroll look like Monopoly
I'm pourin' drank through the economy
In a two-door whip, told her, "Hold on"
Like to sing when she ride on
He ain't flexin' no shit, he a bozo
See the opps through the peephole
Yeah, I spit in her mouth like Carlito
She far from a prude, she a freak hoe
Written by: Kevin Gainer
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