Wimme Nah

[Produced by Kaytranada] [Intro: Vic Mensa (Kami)] If you want that (Yo) Hey Chukwu (Whats good my nigga?) If you want that It's good my nigga, I just got back from New York I did that XXL cover If you want that ([?], let's go) [Verse 1] Hey go and get you some, that's if you want that That check look stupid dumb, boy you better flaunt that I'm same birds stay on the porch, ain't used to call back And they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah If I could predict my future, I'd bet a hundred million Pops ain't think we pick that penthouse from hangin' out front the building Hit in the head of that Chi Town letterman on my letterman that's my business Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Damn near feels like everyday, my nights end same time the as sunset Brand new watch come hella late, still ain't bust and I ain't done yet Talk that street shit cause I'm from that, before I knew tango had a knot Boy watch how I work, I put that on the clock [Hook] Hey go and get you some, that's if you want that This shit the anthem, I need a hunnid flat I feel like Walter Payton, run that for my city now And they wimme nah, and they wimme nah Same shit just a different day, hol' up report back I been smokin' strongs swear these boys do not want contact I feel like Michael Jordan statue in my city now Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah [Interlude] Yeah I got the city on my back Niggas know I ain't gonna fall I'mma pull up in that bitch like skkrrrr [Verse 2] Hey, I'm trippin' up in tight rope walkin', niggas pointin' and talkin' When you play they pray your balance fail you just to watch you fall and I'm still on my tippy toes, keys to my city close Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Think work like a stripper bitch, apply it to the grip Pivot to a euro step, hustle back Run a play, touch a stack Countin' purple hundreds like they counterfeit Who be with you now? Same niggas from the rip Clock don't stop, gotta clock this cash Uhh, bet I knew that in the past Look at all the bullshit I've been through Been in this shit since '93 Runnin' like Mike back in '92 (Whoo!) Payton in '83 Super Bowl Shuff 'til you get that ring Pop said make it, it don't have to make you Say you miss the old Vic, bitch me too We was on the road, I ain't have no job I ain't get no tick, I ain't have no watch No whip, nope, but I had that squad They wimme nah, run up on you like the Flintstones You six feet down, bam, bam Teddy bear for my jumper, you clownin' That was the innanet, now catch me in traffic Been at the train station, Cuba packin', paid vacation And I stay on Woodlawn and 47th you can Google Map it Boy they wimme nah If you want something they'll let you have it [Hook] [Outro] Yeah they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Yeah they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Yeah they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Yeah they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah Yeah they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah (Hey! Hey!)