TRYNA MAKE SURE Lyrics by Moneybagg Yo
Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up
Yeah, fucking on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got somethin’ to offer and having this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zooming through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rocking
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doing
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record (Don’t do it)
A hunnid thou’ ain’t nothin’ (Nathaniel)
Four hunnid thou’ in the trunk (Bump)
Pull up and slam on ’em, Tim Dunc’ (Uh)
Them niggas still ain’t scored, that’s skunk (Ha)
Fourth quarter pressure, make a niggas punt (Kick)
I’m in my own lane, no comp’ (Bitch)
I pull the shit, eat at Saint Laurent (Boost)
It’s like her mouth better when she drunk (Ooh)
I been having rich problems, damn
Ten thousand for a Double R window
Another ten, it’s a bend on the fender (Fuck)
Stand on business like I’m wearing suspenders (Suits)
I made a friendly bet with my nigga (What?)
We made a bet that, shh, ah
We made a bet that, shh, be quiet
By the end of the summer, that get back we want, we gon’ get it (Go)
I post a pic, she commentin’ heart eyes, bought to blow our cover (Dumb bitch)
She get on that dick and blow bubbles
That’s why her Patek is custom (Shine)
No rubber on top of the covers (Uh)
She doing what the last bitch wasn’t (What?)
Label that pussy a controlled substance
Hit it, it feel like I’m high when I’m bussin’
Uh, uh, uh (Aye)
Yeah, fucking on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got somethin’ to offer and having this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zooming through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rocking
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doing
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record
It’s overstood, when you put in work you, gon’ get you a jugg
Ferarri SF90, reverse psychology, trunk in the hood (It’s swapped)
Just doubled, my cup feeling good (The Wock’)
Smoking signature, leaving all the wood
Asked Pharrell, “Send me the bag in Louis”
They ain’t even know that I had that pull
I’m tryna make sure the bag is full (Stuffed)
Picked up a stray, you can have her though (Who this for?)
She with me now ’cause her man was broke (Ah)
75K and that’s just for the pendant
I done two-toned the loaf (Bread Gang)
Had to put on for show, I ain’t through (No)
Gotta put on some more (Keep going)
You rent that bitch, you don’t own that ho (Aye)
One thing for sure, she gon’ go
Outta there, outta there, gone (Aye)
Yeah, fucking on her like I love her (Uh)
Just ’cause I got somethin’ to offer and having this flavor, she think I’m a sucker (A lick)
No sleep for days and nights, zooming through time, I’m on a upper (So up there)
Back in that mode, belt to they ass like granny, you niggas in trouble (Go)
I’m tryna make sure we all gon’ profit
I’m tryna make sure you see how I pop it
Maybach truck (skrrt) got hydraulics
I’m tryna make sure you know how I’m rocking
I’m tryna make sure you know what you doing
I’m tryna make sure you know we into it
I’m tryna make sure the score on the board
I’m tryna make sure this ho don’t record (Don’t do it)
American rapper