Wiz Khalifa — Try Me Remix

[Chorus: Dej Loaf] Let a nigga try me, try me I’ma get his whole motherfuckin’ family And I ain’t playin’ with nobody Fuck around and I’ma catch a body Let a nigga try me, try me I’ma get his whole motherfuckin’ family And I ain’t playin’ with nobody Fuck around and I’ma catch a body [Verse 1: Dej Loaf] Bitch I got the Mac or the 40 Turn a bitch to some macaroni Tell me how you want it I’m on it I really mean it I’m just not recording Still a blow the choppa, for all you actors Leave a bitch nigga head in pasta You are an impostor, ain’t got no money Put the burner to his tummy, and make it bubbly I really hate niggas I’m a Nazi Love wearin’ all black, you should see my closet Rock that all white, when I’m feelin’ Godly Pop out like Coke, I ain’t gotta park it Fuck is y’all saying, bitch my hood love me 48214 real niggas know me I been out my mind since they killed my cousin Free my cousin Devin, man he just called me All these niggas love me, can’t get ‘em off me Fuck around gave him my number, he won’t stop calling IBGM, we the clique bitch you see us scoring V.I.P in the club, while your section boring Got a bitch that Set it Off like Jada Pinkett, Queen Latifah You rollin’ around with your nieces bitch you TeeTee Mind full money, got a heart full of demons Mobbin’ like Italians, we really take yo fingers Turn yo face into a pizza, no acne Have you singin’ like Alicia, fuck with my family They be like you little, but got damn she spazzing Do the whole crew, my bitches freak nasty [Chorus] [Verse 2: Wiz Khalifa] I got multiple chains, a gang of old school That I swear I don’t drive ‘less it don’t rain Show you how to get the million, both lanes When I switch, we gon’ blow the whole thing That's a zip, bitch keep talking about "Whats my favorite strain? What’s my favorite part of the game? The grind, or the fame?" I told her as long as my nigga straight We plotted this for less, now is number one albums Niggas wasn’t sure, speculations about the outcome Now what? More award shows, more oz's More niggas tryna find out where I shop, when I get my clothes Get a buzz and I put you on a roll, got a hundred rolled Hear my car coming from the lobby Taylor Gang over anybody [Chorus] [Verse 3: Dej Loaf] Bitch I got the Tommy no Hilfiger Lil Dej ain’t about it, bitch how you figure I don’t do no drugs, I be off liquor So lifted, flyer than your girl, baby gone and take my picture See I gotta get this money, my palms itchin’ Niggas gossip like hoes, most of ‘em bitches I don’t wanna do no songs, I don’t wanna kick it And I ain’t signing to no label, bitch I’m independent [Chorus]