FBGM - Tryna Get It lyrics

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FBGM - Tryna Get It lyrics

(verse 1) Swimming pool full of exotic b**hes Yea yea yea Model b**hes Yea yea yea Them bout it b**hes Studio every night n***a I´m tryna get it Imma get it n***a Bought me my first coupe And that b**h just lost the ceiling n***a Get out my business cause I´m with it n***a Extendo, 30 rounds on my pistol And its a Semi n***a k** for i ever be the victim n***a Caught my first case f**ed up my name in the system First degree murder my n***a convicted Everytime he call my phone you know imma listen I love my n***as I ain´t loven these women n***a who wanted you can handle that issue Snipers on payroll who k**ing the witness Pray to the sky Ask my lord for forgiveness Trigger finger on go mode If that n***a suspicious n***a talk reckless He swim with the fishes f** these hoes I´m tryna run up my digits (Hook) I don´t wanna cuff the hoe I´m tryna hit Cum on her face and drown the b**h This pack that I´m smoking loud as sh** Pull up and show out 40 on me Black on black gothic sh** I´m tryna be a legend I´m not tryna get shot for sh** I don´t fight So sometimes I reach for my gun When I ain´t got the sh** Empty that b**h Drop the clip And k** every motherf**er Tryna stop me from what I´m tryna get (verse 2) Realest n***a to ever do it Too many snakes in the gra** Burner put em in the oven Then I´m baking his a** The wanna be hoes And n***as that wanna be bros Tryna f** with me? No Get you f**ing exposed b**hes stuck in a whole Cause I don´t give a f** and it shows Don´t trust a n***a who always know whats going on Like he got something stuck in his nose These b**hes tryna f** with a n***a But be f**ing and s**ing my bros That´s why we f** and let em go Plug from Mexico Got a Texas hoe Lame a** n***a what you flexing fo´ I´ll never respect a hoe These b**hes hoes And these n***as dikes You don´t f** with me? Well f** a n***a s** a dick and die