Tryna Get Mo’

[Intro]
(Loushi got the sauce bitch)

[Verse 1: Gutta]
Rollin' wit fifty, I stay with the shottas
It gettin' real sticky, they lettin' shit go
Been on the block since a youngin
So, trust me I'm gunnin' if I feel you gettin' too close
Everyday red blame the dro, I might sip up
And go, gotta get me another payload
Stick it on stand 'cause this shawty, she bad
Off the Henny, get active, I'm drivin' the boat
Off the Henny I'm active, get fried and just tote
Sticks in the party, I'm tryna get toast
'Member them days we was stressin'
No money, but Mama, I'm tryna just buy her the most
Shout out the game, can't forget how we came up
It's nights with them packs that had kept us afloat
Back on my jack shit, I'm tryna get mad rich
Ain't money, don't matter jus tryna get more

[Verse 2: Pvrx]
Trying to get mo'
Whippin' this shit, give me five minutes, bro
Stackin' that shit, I'ma profit some mo'
Yo, they said that the feds right outside at the door
But they cannot come in without probable cause
I just re'd up, it's the first of the month
If they kick that shit down, then I'm gone
And I know you don't love me, you not on my side
This is forever, it's not a façade
Fuck a diss song, if it's on, then it's on
'Cause I don't do the back and the forth
Catchin' innocence, nigga, don't make you a God
Cough up a lung like who tryna get smoked
Work is uncut but the game is cutthroat
Got the bean callin' back, I'm tryna get mo'

[Chorus: Pvrx, Gutta]
Tryna get mo' (Mo', mo', mo', mo', mo')
Tryna get mo'
Whippin' this shit, give me five minutes, bro
Stackin' that shit, I'ma profit some mo'
Tryna get mo' (Mo', mo', mo', mo', mo')
Tryna get mo'
Know that we ride for the guys
We ain't lettin' shit slide
Hit him up then he trip to the floor

[Verse 3: Gutta]
Got a homie move sick in the trap
My nigga whippin' it up, this a craft
O.T. and Bat had to battle the rats
One in the head, trigger itch, then it clash
Tryna get mo', foot in the door
Shawty she grippin', she itchin' for mo'
Reach for the Smithin', I'm itchin' to blow
Get to the chippin' get rich off the snow
Tryna get mo'

[Verse 4: Pvrx]
Ain't no submission got figures and fours
If they don't give it, I'll take it with force
Hidin' the dope in the ceilings and floors
She wanna go to Celine and Dior
And I deal with the rich and I give to the poor, eh
I'm somethin' you cannot ignore, eh
Tunin' out all of the noise
Don't call my phone 'less it's dollars or somethin' 'cause I'm

[Chorus: Pvrx, Gutta]
Tryna get mo' (Mo', mo', mo', mo', mo')
Tryna get mo'
Whippin' this shit, give me five minutes, bro
Stackin' that shit, I'ma profit some mo'
Tryna get mo' (Mo', mo', mo', mo', mo')
Tryna get mo'
Know that we ride for the guys
We ain't lettin' shit slide
Hit him up then he trip to the floor