Performed & Written by Slim Samaritan
Produced by Izak
Mixed by Brandon Blatz
Mastered by RAW QWLTY
Cover Art by Symentha O

Lyrics:

Hook:

I'm tryna get this money, bitch, I'm tryna get paid (guap)
I'm tryna find a honey, yeah, I'm tryna get laid (sex)
Bitch left me for a bummy but now wishes she stayed (dumb bitch)
Took me for a dummy, now I'm getting good grades (honor roll)
If you're tryna act smug then you're tryna catch a fade
If you're tryna find love then you're tryna get played
Slim is finna blow up like a semtex nade
Fuck shit, I stay above, Slim is tryna get made

Verse 1:

Snakes tryna be homies but I know they're all bologna (bogus)
I don't fuck with phonies, shit, I'd rather just be lonely (for real)
Tryna kick it with my chronies, tryna get a lil stoney
Tryna find a bitch to blow and then ride me like a pony
Not the Fourth of July but I got that fire work (fuego)
If you're tryna work, I can be your supplier first (that's right)
And supply your thirst with herbs grown in higher dirt (trees)
If you're tryna rob, you better pray your iron work (pussy)
I ain't tryna throw up change in the spot where sluts hang
Like therapists who lynch their patients, let my nuts hang (haha)
You're sheltered, don't know much slang, your best friend's your Mustang
Snitches wired like they drunk Bang, up to somethang
Soon I'll own a yacht and you'll still mob on the ferry
Mask on, can't see my face like adults in Tom and Jerry
Condition bitches like Pavlov, for my dick, they slobber very (slobber)
Give every enemy worse memories than prom for Carrie (haha)

[Hook Repeats]

Verse 2:

Yo, where the herbs at, I'm just tryna burn that
If music don't work than I'm tryna serve crack (that's right)
Hear you talk a lot but still haven't heard facts (nah)
Damn, you're whack, I could end you with my worst raps
Like bears in wintertime, y'all are boutta take a dirt nap
I'm so fucking fine, every pic I post's a thirst trap
If I spot a dime then I'm tryna break her back
Bitch, I wouldn't even shit on you cause you're not worth crap (not shit)
Your life is not exciting, I can tell your story's lame (loser)
You freaks are into feet like bullets shot by Tory Lanez (weirdos)
This shit's true, no kizzy, I belong in the insane ward (I'm crazy)
Know y'all don't get busy like firemen during rainstorms (ha)
Slinging loud, bestest flavors, flipping bricks, Tetris players
Y'all just need to test these vapors, spread the word to bless your neighbors
You're a snitch, confessed on papers, drip from my walk, stepped on razors
Going up, no escalators, just invest in hella acres (invest)

Tryna [Prod. Izak]

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