Moneybagg Yo – Tryna Do (feat. Jeremih) Lyrics

Tryna Do

Moneybagg Yo (feat. Jeremih)

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"Tryna Do." - Moneybagg Yo (feat. Jeremih)

Monday, 19 October 2026, 02:18 am

Album: RESET

Track No: 14

(Retro!)
Ooh, yeah yeah
(Aye)
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
Are you comin' through?
Only here 2 days, I've been telling you
You've been missing me
And I'm proud of you
'Cause you could have gave in
Fucked another dude
Tryna keep my word
Out of all the girls
You the one, I hate lying to
I can give the time
When it's time to
She be like "I'ma come find you"
(Like, "Where the fuck you at, ****")
All I can be is me (Oh)
No time for negative energy (Nope)
Never hold back when you pleasing me (Never)
Fresh off the road, got you feeding me (Mm)
Lick on the tip, that be teasing me (Ooh)
Fortune teller, how you reading me (Damn)
Do all the shit that I really need (Really)
I'm 'bout to give you the key to me (Go with your life)
No complaints, wish me well
You balance me out like a scale (The dope)
What you tryna do? (To me)
'Cause you lookin' in the face of a ****
Ain't takin' no L's
Roll a blunt or two
While I'm thumbin' through
She wanna get away
I'm her go to
Pull up to the show
Meet the whole crew
Glad I chose you (Question)
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
Ain't nothin' like back seat action (Why you say that?)
It's cliché to fuck in a mansion (Duh)
Lose balance, on your knees while I'm standin'
Tell me how you wanna be demanding
I'm just tryna know
Where your tryna go
Got her saying
She like "Boy, you just don't know"
Lookin' like a snack
From the corner store
We the perfect match
Just like 10 and 4
Wanna keep me?
Then don't bring up other hoes
Soon as a **** walk through the door though
(Don't do that)
Got you out in the West Coast
Got booked for a show
Keep the room, got to go, go
I'm a gangster
But we all need love
Pockets lookin' like a biscuit in the oven
Is you down to have three-some with your cousin
Without thinkin' nothin' of it
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
Me and you
In the coupe
Loving you
Touching you
Hugging you
Fucking you, ooh
What you tryna do?
Mm, mm, mmm
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?
What you tryna do?

Writer(s): Demario White, Jeremih, Teddy Pena & Christian Ward.

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