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[Intro: SATURNULTRA] Ayy, posted up with doin' fine [Verse 1: ilysm] Ayy, do you really get it how you live it? (no) You are not a criminal, that shit is not original You really wanted nothing, lemme get you started I been tryna get dead, I been tryna pop shit Bitch it's i-l-y-s-m, motherfucker Your boy suck me good in my b-e-n-z Ha, this ain't shit 'round y'all I'm always posted with some goons with my money stacked tall Tryna get it, yeah [Verse 2: blackwinterwells] Yo, I'm tryna get it I don't wanna talk 'less it's 'bout five figures Fuck a credit, I need the dinero on the desk While I'm chomping a cigar, honey kissing on my neck Goddamn, you boys are really something different How you bitchin' 'bout your label? Should'vе read the fine print And whеre's your vision? Don't need a suit to tell me what to do I just hop up on the fifty-eight and watch it bear fruit, yeah [Chorus: Leo Pinto] Tryna get it like what you tryna do? Forty-five the base with like forty-five dudes You wanna peep my mental? I ain't tryna do that I be making waves but like I don't need a durag [Verse 3: ilysm] They take my swag and show me no love little bitch I'm feelin' hurt, uh Now they up on twitter actin' like they did it first, uh You ain't funny boy, you just soundin' like a nerd I need all your money, all your money like yessir It was funny for a minute now you pussies gotta learn Talk how you moving, you growin' up in the dirt I'ma pull up, pull up, pull up just to see you get served I got pulled up, pulled up, pulled up just the legs, just a swerve Pussy I done got it in, I done got it in [?] bitch, need some condiments And your bars stink, you need some breath mints And while you're at it that bitch gon' need some refreshments Tryna get it motherfucker Tryna get it like yessir Told 'em where you headed, but for me I like it [?] I'ma dance up on your grave little bitch I'm like a serve I'm posted like [?] [Verse 4: blackwinterwells] Yo, I'm tryna get it how I live it, bitch See the gold on my wrist and it's glistenin' They're like "that's a bad toy, did you rent this?" (nah) Like I don't get platinum at the dentist, fiend bro And this paper so addictive I got gold fangs I got chains imbued with blood of my enemies And I'm posted with your man watchin' anime Listenin' to Ugly Mane, I enjoy the finer things (muah!) Like you don't already know me, wellsy Yeah I work out, eating good, I'm healthy Saw your boy lose a local playing melty And it's very sad, but I'm flexing, wellsy (yeah) Yeah your boy next up out the hammer (ba-bang) And I shoot lightning from my fingers I can spit, I can belt, I can scream They do everything they can, but they'll never be like me Tryna get it [Chorus: Leo Pinto] Tryna get it like what you tryna do? Forty-five the base with like forty-five dudes You wanna peep my mental? I ain't tryna do that I be making waves but like I don't need a durag [Outro: Leo Pinto & blackwinterwells] What you tryna do? Forty-five dudes Ain't tryna do that Durag Yo, I'm tryna get it (get it) (durag)