Unreleased archive entry

Tribe

M.I.A. · Produced by Heavy Mellow, Rex Kudo

Tribe lyrics

Chorus For my tribe Im 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 Im 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 Percs and the codeine no cocaine Smokin gas everywhere I go Mr Propane KelTec peel off with the scope bang bang For my tribe I donе got rich for the whole gang All the opps wasnt on shit call еm ho gang So much money I use Benjamin to make a paper plane Listenin to Paper Planes shoutout MIA Oh Im a cowboy yippee kiyay Oh Whats a Sway to a fuckin Kanye Oh Whats a Juice to a MIA Obviously a GOAT cause we on a song hey I guess Im better then A lot of niggas thats thinkin that Im irrelevant They must be catchin Alzheimers need some medicine I only been here a year they making comparisons already Young playmaker Im a Tom Brady Niggas goin to the club throwin dubs they dont have Im just laid up with my lady Hahaha Im just laid up with my lady Chorus For my tribe Im 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 Im 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