Album Name

Get Mine (Feat. Young Thug)

Artist

Bryson Tiller

Genre

R&B/Soul

Release Date

2017.05.19

Release Agency

Sony Music

Get Mine (Feat. Young Thug) - Bryson Tiller
Godzilla's still alive
God
Damn a lot of niggas done
changed on me
Damn they done changed on me
Fuck if I care I got Jackson
Grant and Ben Frank on me
I don't know why niggas hate on me
I gotta move differently
I got a case on me
I got 'em hirin' private
investigators on me
Sittin' right outside the crib
tryna stake on me
Hol' up wait on it
Mmmmm that's a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it
out the horse stable
I remember
when we couldn't afford cable
That's when I knew
I had to put in more labor
Niggas tryna take me
out my vibe dawg
God Tiller God Tiller
I'm alive dawg
Still I'm on my way
to the top dawg
Shout out Punch Isaiah Rashad
and K. Dot dawg
Shit we doin' not regular
Like Hendrix say
we don't do regular
I'm a beast I'm a predator
I kill I murk I slay
et cetera et cetera
I'll cop any gun
and kill for my daughter
I'll go Rambo for real
for my daughter
2015 I made two mil'
for my daughter
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna
steal from my daughter
What the fuck
Post Trap Soul gettin' back to it
No nigga
this ain't no trap music
Soul rhythm blues
with a slap to it
Watch how young Pen Griffey
put his bat to it
What is niggas on
Man they trippin'
They want me to put 'em on
that's my mission
Niggas in a rush
niggas don't listen
I'm still tryna get mine
that's it and done
You was tryna get it weren't ya
You was tryna run it
through the ceilin' weren't ya
Blue hundreds in your pocket
lean in your kidney
Whenever I'm your master ain't
no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns came new
ain't no fuckin' limit
Play with me
I'll have a massacre
in every city
I might drive to DC
and fuck with Meek Milly Meek
Take a nigga order
I want a chicken Philly
Chicken Philly
Take a nigga bitch
I wanna fuck her titty
fuck that bitch
Speakin' too fast
that's that past tense
sorry bae
My bitch jewelry wet
cost a Patek
She so annoyin'
keep askin' for some napkins
Wipe them bitches up
put 'em in a cup
Shake it then taste it that's it
Ayy we got plenty bucks
order what you want
order that
I'm a cash cow
I'm just cashin'
I think they put a camera
in my pool
But it's on the inside goddamn
12 nasty they did
I used to be like Jay Z
and ride factories
'Til I found out that you gotta
put on Davis shoes
They scopin' out my house
from a cabin
I pissed out the window
and start laughin'
The inside of my spot carry water
They should change the street
name it cactus damn
I'm the same Thugger
that'll order ten rooms
in your town
And don't sleep
in none them bitches uh
We just fuckin' thots and
gettin' freaky all
in them bitches ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't
leak none of these pictures ahh
She so bad sometimes
I want her features uh
All the shit you do old
like beepers uh
All the shit you do old
I see you I see you
Even all these Crips
don't wanna be you
wanna be you be you be you
Oh yeah
Still tryna get mine
Still tryna get mine
I'm still tryna get mine
Still tryna get mine
I'm still tryna get mine
They schemin' on me
They still tryna get mine
Oh they still tryna get mine oh
Yeah oh no
Yeah still tryna get mine
Said they still tryna get mine
yeah