Tribe (Original Version)

[Chorus] For my tribe, I'm a savage In the club, totin' on a ratchet Anybody want smoke, we gon' let 'em have it But I still end up livin' lavish For my tribe, I'm a savage In the club, totin' on a ratchet If they want smoke, hell yeah, they can have it Then I go back to livin' lavish [Verse] I fly like paper, get high like planes Off the Perc's and the codeine, no cocaine Smokin' gas everywhere I go, Mr. Propane Kel-Tec, peel off, with the scope, bang bang For my tribe, I donе got rich, for the whole gang All the opps wasn't on shit, call 'еm ho gang So much money, I use Benjamin to make a paper plane Listenin' to Paper Planes, shoutout M.I.A (Oh) I'm a cowboy, yippee ki-yay (Oh) What's a Sway to a fuckin' Kanye? (Oh) What's a Juice to a M.I.A? Obviously a G.O.A.T 'cause we on a song, hey I guess I'm better than A lot of niggas that's thinkin' that I'm irrelevant They must be catchin' Alzheimer's, need some medicine I only been here a year, they making comparisons already Young playmaker, I'm a Tom Brady Niggas goin' to the club throwin' dubs they don't have, I'm just laid up with my lady (I'm just laid up with my lady) [Chorus] For my tribe, I'm a savage In the club, totin' on a ratchet Anybody want smoke, we gon' let 'em have it But I still end up livin' lavish For my tribe, I'm a savage In the club, totin' on a ratchet If they want smoke, hell yeah, they can have it Then I go back to livin' lavish