Billy Eff le Chef - Tribes lyrics

Two hatchets, strapped up Couple grams of the black stuff Face masks, war paint Ain't tryin to cover no tats up I told you we was iroquois But don't call us savages Do your face in like a kumquat Far above all these averages If she got a rag on, it's still two holes And we always find the hidden pa**ages Wish you saw the faces on these freak hoes When my n***as lit up the cannabis Same great rapper, different imagery But you gotta learn to see past the first degree Still tourin, still workin for that degree Start talkin, get hit with mad debris We known to stay cool, not sweat like Keith k** bears naked, bare hands like crees Stop talking, n***as ain't fresh like we When we show up, mouths drop, time stop like freeze See brother it's simple Just keep your mouth shut and it won't be a problem You gotta stop frontin you ain't hold no heater Or no f**in keys to a 'rari You ain't sold no keys, you don't know bout no cheese You ain't heard bout no chablis I'm into finer things, I'm into finer b**hes And you still here chasin these ratchets My b**h is fantastic 'bove average IQ, but she know how to handle a magnum Finished magna cum laude, while workin on this f**in album Stuck between two good things and I'm out in the middle like Malcom Can't say I want out, i can't say I want in But I won't quit till this sh** go platinum That's word to my momma that's word to my babies This for those who think I won't blam'em Can't say that I blame you When you see the burgundy flow by the magnum But I want the balthazars, n***a just give me Two years and I'll have'em They really just hatin cause they b**hes sayin' i'm handsome Got white in the duffle I'm not talkin girls, man, I'm talking bout tuber magnatum