Don't Try To Tell Me - Magik Markers

Let a nigga try me, try me

I’ma get him gone like Illuminati

Cause we ain’t playing up in Chicago

30 make him yell like he a soprano

Let a nigga try me, try me

I’ma shoot his face like a picture ID

Let them know that we ain’t playing up in Chicago

Lay them boys down like a lot of dominoes

Pop a nigga frame like he was a garter

Run up in his crib like Mr. Rogers

Flip his ass quick put him in gymnastics

Bitch we go to war like we being drafted

Tell Lil Durk let’s have a party with my lil shawtys

We ain’t getting drunk, but they bringing 40s

I could murder with my fashion you niggas lacking

About to drop a body feel like I’m contracting

Better be rushing to the bank walking like a model

Your man give me neck till I feel his tonsils

My lil homie got the tech loaded for you bastards

Bet he touch a nigga like say a pastor

They say I be slaying on my Kim K, where my corset?

Youngest bitch fucking up these streets like my name was North West

My bitches don’t want to talk like a case of strep throat

We rather just get up on it, word to fucking Dej Loaf

Bullets clear you out your brain now you need a mentor

Blow a nigga down like he in a windstorm

All I do is say the word they be running over

Kill a nigga in a week call it that ebola

And Ohhh

Way to many niggas focused on

Where I be at

Who I be with

And what I do

Take your baby out like it was his born day

Leave a pussy wet like we having foreplay

I’m really having shit that’s why bitches mad though

Have you ever seen amounts longer than your zip code?

I ain’t never had a problem with spending Benjies

Lean upon myself, rest in peace to Pimp C

Got a pocket full of notes

Pay my shooter like D. Rose

I could blow a couple G’s

Racked up no double D’s

May give him a taste

Nigga like Muhammad, he say it’s the bomb

But I’m not Islamic

You know I’m from the Chi, where they bang corners

Heads upon the ground like we tossing quarters

Talking all the tough shit, that rough shit

You gone stumble up and get fucked with

Can’t roll with these weak hoes

These niggas sweeter than duck lips

Pulled up in that tinted truck

They gone smoke some like ganja

Doing all that dickriding, you still driving that Honda?

I’m offended, stop pretending

I don’t play about my blood like a diabetic

Fuck niggas, something I do not condone

Swear to God

The only thing I’m waiting on