​trynagetit! lyrics

[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 sh*t is not original
You really wanted nothing, lemme get you started
I been tryna get dead, I been tryna pop sh*t
b*tch it's i-l-y-s-m, motherf*cker
Your boy suck me good in my b-e-n-z
Ha, this ain't sh*t '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
f*ck a credit, I need the dinero on the desk
While I'm chomping a cigar, honey kissing on my neck
Goddamn, your boys are really something different
How you b*tchin' '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 b*tch
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
pus*y I done got it in, I done got it in
[?] b*tch, need some condiments
And your bars stink, you need some breath mints
And while you're at it that b*tch gon' need some refreshments
Tryna get it motherf*cker
Tryna get it like yessir
Told 'em where you headed, but for me I like it [?]
I'ma dance up on your grave little b*tch I'm like a serve
I'm posted like [?]

[Verse 4: blackwinterwells]
Yo, I'm tryna get it how I live it, b*tch
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 at 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)