Suckas Come & Try Me - Dem Franchize Boyz

If a nigga try me, then he goin die

I keep my tool cock like Debo’s eyes

And when I draw down

Ana tryin to scare you

I make you 1,2,step like ya name Ciara

Put yo cha vest round yo head

Protect yo face

I been gettin money like collection plates

I put yo face on a shirt

and fronted on front page

Try me if you wanna

I got more nines then fourth grade

I re-up on the first then again on the third

I’m in tha hood like a fire hydrogen, sittin on the curb

And I got heart, I got grain, I got pills boy

I’m on da block posted up like a billboard

And I got that torch, so you know that I blast metal

If you went away, we steppin on you like a gas pedal

And I got that linen squeeze so I grip my pipe tight

Most of these niggas mad cause we shinin like some bright lights

sucka, sucka, sucka, sucka come and try me

sucka come and try me

they goin find yo body

I got hoes fo days

Dro fo days

A choppa that sprays

I keep that thrown away

Sucka nigga wanna try

yo ass goin die

6 feet under the dirt, you lie

So duck when I buss

I shot yo ass off angle

Dripping blood on my shoes

Dry yo ass on a hanger

We da true, who care, Franchise lets get it

These niggas soft then snuggles

and big ass titties

I keep da croon piece nigga

And my fingas stay flicking

They say I need some Bendadryl

cause that bitch stay itching

It’s getting hot in my kitchen

I stay cookin, I’m bad

Ah get mad, I have you redder then maxxy pads

Maceo told u niggas bout fucking wit Drez

I gotta a click of niggas ready to put one in yo head

Stretch you out on the bed and slap a tag on yo toe

I told u niggas wit big Omp, Hoe.

Sucka, Sucka, Sucka, Sucka Come And Try Me

Suckas Come And Try Me

They goin find yo body