Try Me
Young Thug Ft. Trae Tha Truth Lyrics


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I'm on molly, I'm on fucking molly
I'm on molly, I'm on motherfucking molly
3 Hoes, let's have a trolly, have a fucking trolly
I want have a trolly, have a fucking trolly
Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly
Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly
I'm on molly, have a fucking trolly
Trolly have a fucking molly

Yeah, I got shooters on the block nigga
Yea they somewhere on they bullshit
I got the city on standby
I green light they even coming out the pulpit
Yeah, Truth pull up in that white thing
Four choppas and the trunk full of white things
If it ain't ten or better, I be out your price range
For the money, get shot like a dice game
When I finished to get to this bitch
Tell her I will not keep her, just give me some nice brains
I cannot lie, this bitch's head is so stupid
Like who the fuck gave her this nice brain
Still the Truth nigga, remember that
I'm in this foreign, no ceiling, not intimidated
I'm talking snow but I ain't talking where December at
I'm in the kitchen where they whip it up and send it back
Flyer than birds, they get flown
I will not get off my throne
When it come to these streets I am king
Get the fuck out my home
Yeah I'm with the shit, I'm the shit you can't finish
Nigga jump I'm flyin', I'm tryna knock him out his tennis
I was born to be a G, better take a nigga in this
Got diamonds in my grill, I ain't never seen a dentist
I'm an asshole bitch, and my team gon rock out
I represent real niggas, no one can top out
I send my youngins to your block, they hop out
And snap the shit out a fuck nigga, no cop out

I got shooters if you try me, if you fucking try me
Pussy nigga try me, come on, fucking try me
I run Texas, bitches just come and try me
Take a necklace nigga, come and buy it
Back, rat a tat tat
Back black back, rat a tat tat
Hey, I got bodies, I got bodies 'cause they tried to try me
I got bodies, I got bodies 'cause they tried to try me

Got shooters in the bando
They salute me like commando
Add a bitch to the payroll
And she know how to put grams in her A hole
Imma talk to you when the case closed
And before I let down Imma lay low
I pour lean in OJ, no Mayo
Imma drink that little bitch like Faygo
I'm in Mexico with my plug and them pesos by the caseloads
I'm in Dominican with my hoes doing everything I say so
? Troop pulling up, whoo!
Keep that, nigga bitching like whoo!
Aw freak that, whole night I won't tell
No one checked, that's a secret
Your bitch waiting when a nigga ride by
She smacked the money on me, I can't even disguise
I feel myself, so Texan don't try
Po-po's behind me, don't text and drive
Crocodile aisle nigga, shoes look like a gator
Leave 'em with the balls while I keep it with the Pacers
Cooking with no hands, like I usually use a baker
I'm in that stomach like a naval

I got shooters if you try me, if you fucking try me
Pussy nigga try me, come on, fucking try me
I run Texas, bitches just come and try me
Take a necklace nigga, come and buy it
Back, rat a tat tat
Back black back, rat a tat tat




Hey, I got bodies, I got bodies 'cause they tried to try me
I got bodies, I got bodies 'cause they tried to try me

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Young Thug Ft. Trae Tha Truth's song "Try Me" are filled with references to drugs, violence, and bravado. The opening lines "I'm on molly, I'm on fucking molly" are a reference to the drug MDMA, commonly known as molly. The repetition of this phrase implies that the singer is heavily under the influence of the drug. The following lines "3 Hoes, let's have a trolly" suggest that the singer is with three women and wants to have a good time with them. The use of the word "trolly" could be a reference to a party bus or transportation used to move from one place to another while partying. The repeated lines "Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly" further emphasize the singer's desire to let loose and have a good time.


The second verse by Trae Tha Truth is a stark contrast to the first, as it is filled with references to weapons and threats of violence. The line "I got shooters on the block nigga" implies that the singer has people who are ready to use guns on his behalf. The references to "four choppas" and "shot like a dice game" further emphasize the singer's readiness for violence. The line "When I finished to get to this bitch, tell her I will not keep her, just give me some nice brains" is a derogatory reference to women and their abilities only to satisfy the singer sexually.


Overall, these lyrics depict two different worlds, one where people are indulging in drugs and having fun, and the other where violence and power reigns supreme. The song is a reflection of the complexities of life and the different paths people can take.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm on molly, I'm on fucking molly
I am high on the drug Molly.


3 Hoes, let's have a trolly, have a fucking trolly
Let's have a wild party with three women.


Have a trolly, let's just have a trolly molly
Let's have a wild party while high on Molly.


Yeah, I got shooters on the block nigga
I have hired people with guns to protect me.


I got the city on standby
I have influence over the city and can call on people for help.


For the money, get shot like a dice game
If someone messes with my money, they will get shot like in a game of dice.


When I finished to get to this bitch
When I am done with this woman.


I'm talking snow but I ain't talking where December at
I am talking about drugs, not actual snow in December.


Flyer than birds, they get flown
I am more stylish and cool than even the birds who fly.


And snap the shit out a fuck nigga, no cop out
My guys will attack anyone who tries to mess with us, without hesitation.


Got shooters in the bando
I have hired gunmen in my abandoned building.


I pour lean in OJ, no Mayo
I mix codeine with orange juice, but not with mayonnaise.


Po-po's behind me, don't text and drive
The police are following me, so I cannot text and drive.


Cooking with no hands, like I usually use a baker
I am cooking drugs without using my hands, like I usually do with a baker.


I got bodies, I got bodies 'cause they tried to try me
I have killed people who tried to mess with me.




Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: ANDRE ROBERTSON CARNELL, ERIC DUGGAR MARQUISE

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Comments from YouTube:

@lildefrance8860

4million man this song is sooooo underrated

@BTHAnonymousEskimo

Spaghetti factory only at 500k 🀷🏽 just as old and even better than this banger πŸ”₯πŸ”₯🩸🩸

@LewdnCute

Lol this song it's trash πŸ˜‚

@lildefrance8860

@@LewdnCute vas y toi bogda bogda la dΓ©marre d'ici

@LewdnCute

@@lildefrance8860 they litterally cut out the first minute and 20 seconds of young thug's verse because it was so trash

@DhardhardDhardhard

Ikr

@inkedProdigy

This song is dope to me. The thing i like about young thug is how unorthodox his flow and style is. Its definitely not his lyrics that count but his whole delivery

@vtguy9249

His part is trash 🀣🀣 thats when i shut it off even Trae has the look on his face like β€œthis dude fukked it up”

@meamverysmart

you hard core tripping dawg@@vtguy9249

@kingkoopa2745

Thug killed it real shit πŸ”₯πŸ”₯πŸ”₯

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