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bryson tiller - mastermind lyrics

[intro: bryson tiller]
i’m a motherf-cking legend
ya, my name is bryson tiller
g*nius, it doesn’t take a g*nius
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 f-cking, they in
your b-tch is bad as f-ck, i put it in my planner
f-ck it, she won’t see another hit, like mc hammer
i told her grab her sh-t 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, n-gga no testing
god, your hoe is looking like my living room sectioning
i’ll piledrive the p-ssy, like i’m wrestling
she swallow my cuc-mber, 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 b-ttons
don’t be stunting with me, i ain’t with that f-ck sh-t, n-gga hush it

[chorus: bryson tiller]
why is everybody hating on me?
i don’t give a f-ck about them, doubt em
and all these haters gon’ see
everyone that see me, i’m a motherf-cking mastermind
i’ve been making cream, while they suck and f-ck it, shredder style
everybody thinking they the sh-t
all these mediocre n-ggas, i think they should quit
man, hop in the backseat, they know that’s a safety style
tryna tell me something’s up, i’m a motherf-cking mastermind

[verse 2: bryson tiller & dj e dubb]
man f-ck it, i’m a hater
cuz i hate that sh-t that b-tch n-ggas do
that’s for the bullsh-t, tell me why the f-ck i’d listen dude
ya, my vans on but they looking like they sneakers
wondering where i got this sh-t, i swear i’m jeepers creepers
they’re like b tillers, please tell us
where to get, some fly -ss kicks
this nice -ss hoss, i like it soft
why you worried about my swag for
you can have your girlfriend back, i don’t even like that wh0r-
rhyme her view, i f-ck her good, then send her right backdoor
n-ggas know the deal, we have an understanding
sit the f-ck down and watch me take over this rap sh-t
shut up with that whack sh-t
you sent out your facebook
smack that n-gga with a rack of dummies, i just face booked
hold up, all us to the side
when my team is in the picture, you know that it’s a wrap
play my sh-t back, man, you’re sh-t is weak n-gga
all you old heads gon’ get the city back
if you don’t give it back, then we don’t take that sh-t

[chorus: bryson tiller]
why is everybody hating on me?
i don’t give a f-ck about them, doubt em
and all these haters gon’ see
everyone that see me, i’m a motherf-cking mastermind
i’ve been making cream, while they suck and f-ck it, shredder style
everybody thinking that sh-t
all these mediocre n-ggas, i think they should quit
man, hop in the backseat, they know that’s a safety style
tryna tell me something’s up, i’m a motherf-cking mastermind

[outro: bryson tiller]
p-ssy -ss n-gga but my living so serious
they know my name man
they ask me how i’m doing and they still remain kissing
maybe i don’t, i’ll introduce my self again
players rising too
f-ck you n-ggas man
f-cking hating -ss n-ggas
i’m tired of y’all n-ggas sh-t , dawg
write some motherf-cking tunes
f-ck you n-ggas man
few months, f-cking everybody

- bryson tiller lyrics

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