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detective - try1 lyrics

[verse 1: try1]
yeah, i got h*lla money and i [?]
i ain’t tryna make no f*ckin’ song ’cause you a b*tch, boy
you don’t like my fit? i don’t even give a sh*t, boy
run up on a gunnar then i put you in yo’ sh*t, boy
haha, laughin’ at your b*tch ass
me and my bros [?] person you call ass
yeah, you tryna get a placement, not a [?]
[?]
f*ckin’ that b*tch from the back, she got her high note
i don’t give a f*ck ’bout sh*t, i’m skippin’ class
i don’t even go to school, i f*ckin’ dropped out
dropped out ’cause i was f*ckin’ r*t*rded
waitin’ for my brother and then i put my card in
this sh*t ain’t gon’ decline, this sh*t was accepted
i don’t watch what’s out of word so i accepted it
why you stalkin’ on my page like a detective?
i’m with spidar cooking up, we in a—, yeah, uh
uh, yeah, pullin’ up to [?] linkin’ up with spidar
pullin’ up to arizona, link with nicefit
yeah, they tryna steal my swag ’cause i got nice sh*t
(you can’t) you can’t do it like me, you can’t do it like me
you can’t do it like me, you can’t do it like me
you can’t do it like me
i ain’t gonna stop working until the time is on my [?]
it’s a cold ass bum, i spilled the coffee on my jeans
[verse 2: jsavant]
[?]

- try1 lyrics

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