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