Salute

作曲：Nayvadius Wilburn

作词：Nayvadius Wilburn

Ey ey

For real for real

This for my young *****s grindin' went stashed 'em a rollie

I call the play like I'm John Madden

I **** that ***** in the Steve Maddens

Pitchin' the roc like I'm Ty Ty

Mixin' the soda like hair dye

Twist up some dodie my ***** let's twist up some dodie

This for my young *****s grindin' went stashed 'em a rollie

I see your loyalty payin' off

I see your grind been payin' off

I see the **** been payin' off

I see the plug been payin' off

I went to work they were layin' off

Lil' shawty be popping them Xans off

Lil' mama she do it the best now

Sucking that **** with no hands now

My lil' rider ready to whack somethin' facts

I told a young ** to stand down swear

Pineapple fanta promethazine on me

Get loaded i'ma get loaded

I told you I'm ready to get it my **

I got way too much juice

** can't hold me ** can't hold me

I'm juiced up with shorty

I'm whipping the 'Rari or the new maserati

Bust a jug in the west end at the parking lot

Used to sell my crack at days inn had it crazy hot

Styrofoam cups all I know is I get crazy mail

My partners on dust they gon' shoot up a whole stadium

I don't trust your baby mama but we made a crazy film

And I smashed her last night on a lot of pills

I call the play like I'm john madden hold up

I **** that ***** in the steve maddens i did

Pitchin' the roc like I'm ty-ty pitchin'

Mixin' the soda like hair dye mixin'

Twist up some dodie my **

Let's twist up some dodie roll up some dodie

This for my young ** grindin'

Went snatched them a rollie salute

No mercy no manners manners

No glory no story I'm very important important

Go check the source the source

I was whippin' the fork

I could jump in the porsche i was woo

When I jumped off the porch when I jumped off the

I was sellin' that crack like that ** was a sport like a sport

I was runnin' through bushes jumpin' over fences

I gotta get 'way from them narcs

Hey man I can never get 'way from this art no

They treat you like lord

They treat you like god when you beat the odds

None of my dreams was reality just a few years ago

Homie was starvin' starvin'

This for my young ** grindin'

Went snatched them a rollie my young ** got you

I feel the weight on your shoulders i got you

I need to blaze up the doja doja

You need to blaze up the doja doja

I gotta keep my composure 'posure

I gotta keep on goin' goin'

Come and lay with you early in the mornin' mornin'

And when the sun rise I know it's killin' you it's killin' you

I ain't down with you no more no

You done caught feelings you can't take it no more oh

Me comin' through smashin'

Smash leavin' right back out the door yeah

I can tell it's somebody else you're spendin' your time with

I'm just tryna find me somebody else I can grind with

You want me actin' like a ** on some nine- to- five **

Ain't tryna treat you like no side ***** but you my ***** yeah

Diamonds on your ankle baby walk light

I been in the kitchen cookin' all night

I see your loyalty payin' off salute

I see your grind been payin' off salute

I see the **** been payin' off salute

I see the plug been payin' off yeah

I went to work they were layin' off yeah

Lil' shawty be poppin' them xans off woo

Lil' mama she do it the best now woo

Suckin' the **** with no hands now woo

Salute

Salute

Salute

Yeah

Yeah

Woo