MurderFACE – Kami de Chukwu & Vic Mensa

[Kami de Chukwu:]
Bitch
It be the spear chuckin’ African
Tribe SAVEMONEY Chi niggas left ’em panicin’
Smokin’ on ’em like an acronym
Word to the OG, smoke leave a nigga toasty
Breathin’ like Anakin and stiffer than a mannequin
Buzzin’ for a lightyear
Lucy in the sky with the diamonds kept a nice pair
Gave ’em right here
Got ’em trippin’ off the stickup
The paper on her tongue always kept ’em hidden licks up
All up at your ass
All up at your stash
Still, fist to the jaw left the feeling glass
Break the law for the cash
Seems to be the tradeoff
Pigs always checkin’ so I’m hopin’ that it pay off
Lay low and never play soft
Workin’ hard with no days off
Diamond in the rough so the pressure always stay on, tough
Nigga no love for these goofies though
Magic when you lay the trap down like You-Gi-Oh!

[Vic Mensa:]
Uh, red eyes
Poppin’ blue dragons
Two bad hoes and few tablets
Fuck the opps and these new faggots
That shit be ass backwards
No pun intended, hope you’re offended
Threw a bomb and the bloggers fear ended
Swag rappers I bet yo momma miss you
Tell granny I said, “What’s poppin’?”
Killin’ shit never had no issues
Shoutout to my niggas in the cell, what’s lockin’
Far out like [?]
Can’t feel my mind, I’m blown
Pop pills till I’m off my square but I bet you can’t get a nigga out my song
Sound the alarm, smokin’ the weed you might find in your room
Chillin’, chillin’, dry snitchin’ on my self, I’m ’bout to make a killin’
Kill him right there, steal his Nike Airs, throw ’em on my feet, nigga now that’s my pair
If a nigga wanna fight don’t fight fair, bitch, I’m right here, uh
I’m an addict, I can’t leave this shit alone
Gotta have it, gotta have it, for this weed and this Patrón
I be spazzin’ if you askin’, I ain’t even in the wrong
‘Cause that shit got me so gone that I ain’t even in the room, uh

Yeah
Feel me SAVEMONEY life, oh
Catch a bullet boy