Try Me (Remix)

[Hook x2 - Dej Loaf] Let a nigga try me, try me I'm a get his whole mothafuckin' family And I ain't playin' with nobody Fuck around and I'm a catch a body [Verse 1] Ay let a nigga try me, try me I'm a kill his whole mothafuckin' family Put him on TV like the Cosbys I'll be bustin' through ya door like it's Johnny Got the shotty in my pants walkin' like a zombie Black gloves, black mask when I'm doin' grimey Everybody gettin' headshots like an I.D Follow niggas just to shoot 'em like the paparazzi And I ain't spairin' nobody I'll pop up at his wake and kill his fuckin' auntie Keep that 40 right beside me like we Siamese I stay ready 24/7 tell 'em come and find me Kill you then go kill a beat that's a double homi I'm Lebron with the heat Jordan in the 90's I'm the fuckin' greatest, Ali Tyson mixed with Floyd that's why the wanna sign me Snap my fingers bitches on me it's like I'm Fonzie Need a bitch that's 'bout her money like Bonny I got shooters right beside me and more behind me My two chains iceberg but you ain't gon' rob me Make a gangsta lean pop him like a molly We gon' leave him with the show, money and a body Shout out my nigga G-boy shout out to Dondi Broski high as palm trees lookin' Chinese Shout out to my fans I promise to keep it comin' Same nigga still strapped still reppin' dirty or nothin' man I been sonning you niggas, I feel like I'm Mr. Drummond Packin' heat just like an oven you niggas know how I'm comin' Got that 30 and this 40 Nick Cannon how I be drummin' I put niggas underground I feel like Harriet Tubman Hope them angels watchin' over you and you real good at duckin' Once I up that bitch I'm bussin' my nigga ain't no discussion 40 bang 'em in the head boy that ain't no concussion Keep that nina in the club I told Keisha to sneak the gun in Get to fussin' and my girl gon' smoke him like David Ruffin and Got you main bitch on my woody so niggas know that I'm buzzin' Puttin' dick up in your women she feel it all in her stomach While working 9 to 5s I'm piping her like I'm plumbin' Talkin' shit ridin' clean sumthin' like a preacher Black tints super keyed up with my heater Steppin' out fresh as hell everyday it's Easter Tell them haters move around like they fuckin' lease up High school gettin' head from my student teacher Big shout out to Tina she was an eater Boy there's level to this monster I feel like Frieza Illest nigga to ever come out a set of speakers Everytime I drop a remix the rappers freeze up Bitch I gotta feed my sons I won't ever ease up Got a bitch that got a friend say she wanna team up Shawty always call me when she want that pussy beat up Ass fatter than Serena you shoulda seen her Put that bitch up on the wall y'all Mona Lisa Then I laid her on her back while I had her feet up She like when I fuck her slow and when I speed up All my haters in the bleachers get your cheese up If you really doin' you then what you watching me for Homie you don't wanna smoke you don't want no beef bruh Slide on money like a Visa and get to squeezin' Only aimin' at your windows glass cleaner Cook a nigga slide him in a box like a pizza Pussy, catch a body then catch amnesia Ain't no talkin' to the refs get your ass T'd up [Hook - Dej Loaf] [Bridge x2 - Montana of 300] Ay let a nigga try me, try me I'm a kill his whole mothafuckin' family I swear to god I ain't playin' with no body Ask about me and my niggas bitch we got them bodies