Try It
Dusty Locane, Azjah
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin'
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin'
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it (uh, uh, look)
Play it cool 'cause I know when I take it there
It's no goin' back (goin' back)
Based on the facts of the matter, my pockets got fatter
But nigga, where you was at?
Picture on my shoes, how would you react?
Send a nigga up with a booby trap
Fake love, no use for that
Say you a baller, where your shooters at?
Look, they don't really want no drama, drama (they don't really want to drama)
I put that on my mama, mama (I put that on my mama)
Keep it on me, movin' proper, proper (keep it on me, movin' proper
I put that on my mama, mama (I put that on my mama)
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya (mama, ma-mamma)
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin' (put that on my mama)
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it (ma-mamma)
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama (put that on my mama)
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya (mama, ma-mamma)
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin' (put that on my mama)
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it (mama, ma-mamma)
Yeah, and it's like what's your name? Where you from?
Talk your shit, grab your gun
187 anthem, if they run, then catch 'em
Love the way the trapper singin' things to a dancer
Ooh, gotta keep my dawg up out the streets, he made the news (yeah)
If you say it's up and then it's stuck, don't pick and choose (yeah)
Haven't hit the mic and I'ma sing out all these blues
Singin' lullabies to the hood, damn, I wish this shit was all good
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama (put that on my mama)
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya (mama, ma-mamma)
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin' (put that on my mama)
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it (mama, ma-mamma)
They don't really want no drama, that's on my mama (put that on my mama)
Don't make me go have to find ya, swear I'll find ya (mama, ma-mamma)
I ain't even tryna hide it, bitch, I'm slidin' (put that on my mama)
This Glock'll hit you like a tight end, so bitch, don't try it (mama, ma-mamma)
Put that on my mama
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