Try Me / Stack On It

(album: Life Of A Savage 2 - 2012)

Bitch I got bands on me
And if you try me you'll get shot, don't send your man's on me
I got my niggas in the cut, they trying to blam' on me
He move away then that's OK, Let's take his fam homie
I spend these stacks, you can see a nigga bitch on me
My niggas lurking, I be searching, tryna' smash homie
Yo bitch amazing, but she leaving in a cab homie
These niggas grasp, watch me leave them on the black homie
Don't be surprised when you see me, with these stacks on me

I got hundreds and fifties to get your bitch out her panties
I got K's and choppers to turn a nigga to jelly
I be reeking, you smell me, I'll ride through you can jail me
Shouts me [?] deli, [?] like Nelly
Choppers spraying like beli, these niggas bitches they trail me
I piss on 'em like Kelly, I smoke reefer you smell me
Yeah I'm cocky and arrogant, your bitch only American
I got foreign's from Germany, need that bitch like a settlement
I get paid on clock, don't try me you'll get shot
My little niggas they docks, they put your ass in a box
Yeah I get paid on clock, don't try me you'll get shot
My little niggas they docks, they put your ass in a box

Bitch I got bands on me
And if you try me you'll get shot, don't send your man's on me
I got my niggas in the cut, they trying to blam' on me
He move away then that's OK, Let's take his fam homie
I spend these stacks, you can see a nigga bitch on me
My niggas lurking, I be searching, tryna' smash homie
Yo bitch amazing, but she leaving in a cab homie
These niggas grasp, watch me leave them on the black homie
Don't be surprised when you see me, with these stacks on me

These niggas bitches, I get money, I put stacks on it
Your bitch 300, she gon' fuck, I got a stack on it
And if she ready, we gon' run her like a track homie
I got a bitch in the back, if she lack homie
Playing games, you better be smooth, you'll get whacked homie
Yeah we got 30s, we got Glocks, we got mack's homie
Yeah we got choppers that'll blow a nigga back homie
Yeah I be stunting, now the bitch got her eye's on me
I just fuck her then I gotta say goodbye, homie
Don't let this rap shit get you up, I leave you fried homie
Don't be a fool and get glued to a jam, homie
My niggas lurking, tryna' leave a nigga mad lurking

Bitch I got bands on me
And if you try me you'll get shot, don't send your man's on me
I got my niggas in the cut, they trying to blam' on me
He move away then that's OK, Let's take his fam homie
I spend these stacks, you can see a nigga bitch on me
My niggas lurking, I be searching, tryna' smash homie
Yo bitch amazing, but she leaving in a cab homie
These niggas grasp, watch me leave them on the black homie
Don't be surprised when you see me, with these stacks on me