For The Win

[Intro]

Uh

Yes

Vic!

Check, Look, Uh

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa]

Uh-um, today was a good day

When I say you bad, girl I mean that in a good way

The winner is: yours truly

I will be ready when they give the awards to me

Congratulations

Tell em that I'm on till the next one

'Till I get a buzz like my phone when a text come

All my niggas in it, the music only reflects them

And so I am doing deals until I get a couple to select from

Yeah, this is on behalf of my team

And the green I got in my duffle bag from Supreme

And baby tell me that I don't be speaking and so it seem like I be thinking that I don't even know [?]

I'm in my own world, '94 Common shit

Don't compare me to niggas I have nothing in common with

I am the two three

The one drop of third

Homecoming, drinking tequila, no mocking bird

[Hook]

Ima do it right (yeah), on my spring break shit

Shout out to the girls I'm kicking it at the lake with

Red cup sipping, burning L's by the pool house

Even when it's back in, I'm feeling like school's out

And Ima do my own thing, so may the best man win

Nigga, may the best man win

Man, I fell the fuck out then I woke up gone

And now I'm working til tonight when Ima do it again

Lets get it

[Verse 2: Vic Mensa]

Somebody tell 'em Hyde Park is the home base

I'm swinging for the stands, bout to run this shit

Blowing up, they say I'm the bomb on some hundreds shit

Throwing up the brainiac as if I couldn't stomach it

Give your girl a heat stroke, hotter than the summer get it

I don't have to make 'em go, I got that shit they come and get

A Chicago McDonald's, I'm posted up in the front of it

Save Money nigga, get a Chase card

Double O, I'm riding on the track like a race car

See the way I'm putting words together like I ain't got a space bar

A Chicagorilla from the jungle where the apes are

Boy, I said I'm coming out swingning, put your guards up

Time for these candy ass rappers to get they bars up

Gotem rocking with it, my nigga, turn the guitars up

Shooting for the moon, a nigga wetting the stars up

Shots fired, nah I'm in it till the end

Ima see 'em at the finish line, I'm going for the win (for the win)

[Hook]

Ima do it right (yeah), on my spring break shit

Shout out to the girls I'm kicking it at the lake with

Red cup sipping, burning L's by the pool house

Even when it's back in, I'm feeling like school's out

And Ima do my own thing, so may the best man win

Nigga, may the best man win

Man, I fell the fuck out then I woke up gone

And now I'm working til tonight when Ima do it again

Lets get it

[Outro: Group of Girls]

Fuck bitches, save money (x8)

Nigga

Fuck bitches save money

And if you don't know now you know nigga!

Ah! This is so fucking fun!

[Outro: Vic Mensa]

When I'm getting bread, put the hollow head to they head

Getting bread up in the Chi

I'm getting bread up in the Chi, dawg

We getting bread up in the Chi, what?

We getting bread up in the Chi (getting bread up in the Chi)

Bread up in the Chi

We getting bread up in the Chi (x2)

Getting bread where?

Getting bread up in the Chi