Tribal lyrics

[Chorus: TJOnline]
I get tribal I know, I get down
I get tribal I know, I get down
Who's fly, who's not
Who's up who's down
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Swing those hips girl
You got it goin right
Get that sh*t girl
Bands to the side
Move those hips like the back of the ride
I get, I got to
Get, I got to

[Verse 1:TJOnline]
Sometimes I wish there was a god or Illuminati
So I could fix all of my problems, the human body
I been talking to my doctor, he said I'm sorry
You really gotta stop working, I told him "Try me"
My therapist just hit me told me TJ you got issues with ther feminine
I said "name a b*tch that I ain't better than"
(I'll wait)
Tell me quick, I'll wait
Tell me quick, I'll wait
f*ck this sh*t, highway
f*ck that b*tch I'm a demon slayer
I'm not playing Doom I'm on demon timе
Tell your pops I'll see him soon
Tell your mom I'll see her soon
Way I see it's mе or you
Have you talked to god lately?
Chances are you'll see him soon, ho
I'm a nice motherf*cker but I'm not healed
I can keep from getting sticky but I'm not skilled
Blood leak out my veins when it's not chilled
So I don't feel very safe when it's not spilled
My ego talking to me and he's not chill
I got myself a list names and it's top filled
Of enemies I want to f*ck, just to talk sh*t
Like the n*gga's energy was wack, but the top killed
[Chorus: TJOnline]
I get tribal I know, I get down
I get tribal I know, I get down
Who's fly, who's not
Who's up who's down
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Swing those hips girl
You got it goin right
Get that sh*t girl
Bands to the side
Move those hips like the back of the ride
I get, I got to
Get, I got to


[Verse 2: SWIM]
I should really act a different way
All the money that I made take the pain
Paint a picture with it n***** think
They know me yeah ok growing every single way
Everyday I'm a different n**** all about my bread
I was on my deathbed peeking off the edge
Enemies gon end up, what's the synonym of dead?
Want it better beg me
Wonder how you kick it with that n**** he a deadbeat b*tch
I used to go to schoooool on the weekends
I was working, you was sleeping
You was havin pool parties, I was off the deep end
You was playing pretend, me and God beefing
My whole life a whirlwind
While you praying, I'm just waiting
Till world end, what yo life bout punk?
We a crime wave
Nothing new, been making moves since Myspace
Why they type cast?
Why don't God write back?
[Chorus: TJOnline]
I get tribal I know, I get down
I get tribal I know, I get down
Who's fly, who's not
Who's up who's down
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Who's stuck, Who's what?
Swing those hips girl
You got it goin right
Get that sh*t girl
Bands to the side
Move those hips like the back of the ride
I get, I got to
Get, I got to