Vic Mensa - Save Money No Writtens (SXSW Cypher) lyrics

[Verse 1: Vic Mensa] Know what I'm sayin, we in this b**h We not going to rap on the mic no more But to all n***as trying to enter the cypher man Spitting something that they wrote down with the pen Pre-meditated, you need need to hesitate it Before you even -- resuscitate it Because we don't f** with that sh** You get stuck with that sh** It's GLC I'm gonna put the mic down And we gon get to rappin [Verse 2: Joey Purp] Put the mic down, we put the mic down My n***a right there He said he put the mic down I say I'm a king Never put the crown down Chilling at the temple crown, need to bow down [Verse 3: Vic Mensa] Remember we used to steal sh** from downtown Remember when them b**hes had posters of Bow Wow I bet they got me in their room now, sh** crazy -- [Verse 4: Tokyo Shawn] I'm down to get messy Tell them hoes they ain't ready Cut em up to confetti Feelin like I am Messi Catch me off in a jet ski, cause I'm so wavy Tell your b**h she should date me [Verse 5: Kami de Chukwu] No, no, no Catch me off in a jet ski Or catch me on the left wing like Lavezzi Kick a ball like Messi Kick your a** like -- A n***a talking too nice Came back, had to hit the seven with a two dice Yup, chicken for my n***a Dinner plates to keep it realler If a n***a keep it -- [Verse 6: CJ] Yo yo, and you know a n***a love his pollo Bout to tell your b**h to jump, jump Like a f**in pogo Oh no, everybody gonna want a piece now And you know we gotta kick a freestyle But f** it tho Holla no more for no bar And you know I'm sharing this sh** like blow ? [Verse 7: Vic Mensa] My n***a sayin some sh** on Twitter That had made me laugh He said you n***as hate pork But you been eatin that a** I swear that sh** it be wild But n***as know I'm a nasty n***a So that is my style They ain't really worried about it They ain't worried about me [Verse 8: Tokyo Shawn] They ain't even asked They been eatin the a** And I been havin to sh** You ain't need to ask And if you wanted it quick Then I needed a pa** [Verse 9: Kami de Chukwu] I got the iron fists like Brutus I'll betray you like Judas This the Chance the Rapper raps (igh) If a n***a knew this I got your b**h feelin like she a nudist Nah, that b**h a Buddist That big booty got me f**ed up Yup I gon lucked up -- [Verse 10: Vic Mensa] Alright real n***a sh**, real n***a sh** Real n**s sh** On a track the way I move is like dancin Have you ever woke up and heard a b**h chanting I f**ed a b**h who was a Buddhist But last night she wasn't something religious More like a nudist Me, I stabbed her in the back just like Judas I swear I got the white b**hes Clueless sh** easy, believe me The way that a n***a get greasy On some grimey sh** I'm like ? you on the 90's chicks [Verse 11: Kami de Chukwu] Mental? fist, pacifist Resurrect like Lazarus Jesus Christ from Nazareth Yup, it's Chukwu k** you, in your stomach Cut you open like Seppuku Yup, that's the Saw we judge And it's off of the top More often than not we battling cops we hated Y'all n***as get smoked like Darth Vader [Verse 12: Joey Purp] Yup, battling cops Black hoes we date em White hoes me might smash twice n***as know they talking bout frees Wouldn't pa** rice, in a food fight Little n***a do right Save Money crew tight Pro Era who nice? We be...