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I'M TRYNA
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Hip-Hop/Rap
I'M TRYNA was released on July 12, 2024 by Season City Records as a part of the album I'M TRYNA - Single
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Release DateJuly 12, 2024
LabelSeason City Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM176

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Sirjames McIntosh
Christian Sirjames McIntosh
Songwriter

Lyrics

I put my hands up in my pants
they getting scared and running
The smell of pressure in the air so you know christian coming (otw)
These old **** got some nerve they know dat I'm da youngin'
Just ask my cousin from north
You know we grew up thuggin (that's how we act)
I'm wit some **** who be buckin bitch, we really wit it, just got dat
hoes tryna sex like come pull up and get it (take my soul)
Heard **** lipping lock that jaw up and I make 'em zip it
The way I shitted they like damn no tf he didn't
Im getting geeked, im tryna fuck, I'm tryna slide tonight
No I can't pull up yo party but I'm driving by (like should I go?)
I almost crashed out off that drink they had to calm me down (got me bent)
I'm really up don't give a fuck who talking about me now (cause I'm the shit)
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Yeah You know I'm tryna
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Aye what you tryna do?
Aye what you tryna do?
Look what You Tryna do?
I might be tryna do it too
I popped a xan and smoke a wood-Holly forgot about em'
Im looking good, I wish you would these know my body
Stay in the hood chiefin' like Keef no I don't love no thotties (okay you got me)
All I do is Glo up on them hoes but aint singed to Yo-Gotti (okay let's go)
Got this hoe from Puerto-Rico fly me out to do nasty (slut)
And you knowing that I keep hoes, popping pussy shaking ass cheeks (slut)
Could've gave you **** cheat codes, but they pride won't let em ask me
We see who the realer ****, now point to the realest bitch (like what)
Aye roll that blunt, (brought out the runtz
Solo my cup (double
It up)
I need a munch, like Charles your lunch is ready
Stick to being one of my eater, you know we ain't goin steady
I could be your motivation got me feeling like I'm Kelly
And we could've got cool fr
But you ain't tell me sorry
I got 'em whipped like I just brought a pistol in the party
Don't get hit just like this bitch, clutch on the dick and buss it
(Let me see you)
Buss It
(Im tryna see you)
Buss It
Im getting geeked, im tryna fuck, I'm tryna slide tonight
No I can't pull up yo party but I'm driving by
I almost crashed out off that drink they had to calm me down
Tryna go to poundtown, buss a hunnid rounds
Im getting geeked, im tryna fuck, I'm tryna slide tonight
No I can't pull up yo party but I'm driving by (like should I go?)
I almost crashed out off that drink they had to calm me down (got me bent)
I'm really up don't give a fuck who talking about me now (cause I'm the shit)
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Yeah You know I'm tryna
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Yeah you know I'm tryna
Aye what you tryna do?
Aye what you tryna do?
Look what You Tryna do?
I might be tryna do it too
Yeah you know what I'm tryna do
You know what I'm on
No Filter shit
Written by: Christian Sirjames McIntosh
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