Mastermind Bryson Tiller

[Intro: Bryson Tiller]
I'm a motherfucking legend
Ya, my name is Bryson Tiller
Lyrxo, it doesn't take a genius
Pun intended
Ya

[Verse 1: Bryson Tiller & DJ E Dubb]
I be fly, autopilot
Ain't talking dollars, I don't wanna talk about it (Shut up)
Haters man, get under their skin
Spittin' at the chain, everybody look fucking, they in
Your bitch is bad as fuck, I put it in my planner
Fuck it, she won't see another hit, like MC Hammer
I told her grab her shit and go
She told me that she didn't know
Remind you that I'm a rude, rude, boy, I've got no money
(DJ E Dubb)
Ballin' is my hobby, nigga no testing
God, your hoe is looking like my living room sectioning
I'll piledrive the pussy, like I'm wrestling
She swallow my cucumber, man, them booties love they Benjamins
She so flay, you need me construction
Swagger off the planet, the whole mall just got a debit
Haters tryna try me, I gut thumbnails on my buttons
Don't be stunting with me, I ain't with that fuck shit, nigga hush it