[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, your 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 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)