Vic Mensa - Wimme Nah Lyrics

Wimme Nah Lyrics by Vic Mensa



[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 price, they 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

Cops ain't think we picked that penthouse from hangin' out front the building

Hit in the head of that Chi Town letterman on my letterman that's my bidniss

Cause they wimme nah, yeah they wimme nah

Damn them fools like everyday, I'm not [?] same time as sunset

Brand new watch off [?], still ain't bust and I ain't done yet

Fuck that street shit cause I'm from that, 'fore I knew the town go hard or not

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

Pink work like a stripper bitch, apply it to the grip

Pivot 'til they all stop, hustle back

Run a play, catch 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!)