Salute (Mixtape Version) lyrics

by

K-Major


[Intro]
Esco Moe, the coolest DJ in the world
Ayy, ayy
For real, for real
This for my young n*ggas grindin', went snatched them a Rollie

[Refrain]
I call the play like I'm John Madden (Hold up)
I f*ck that b*tch 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 n*gga, let's twist up some dodie (Roll up some dodie)
This for my young n*ggas grindin', went snatched them a Rollie (Salute)

[Chorus]
I see your loyalty payin' off (Salute)
I see your grind been payin' off (Salute)
I see the dope 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 di*k with no hands now (Woo)

[Verse 1]
I got way too much juice, n*ggas can't hold me
b*tches can't hold me, I'm juiced up with shorty
I'm whippin' the Rover, or the new Maserati
Bust a juug 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
And we turned her apartment to a trap house deal
And I turned her apartment to my dope house deal
[Refrain]
I call the play like I'm John Madden (Hold up)
I f*ck that b*tch 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 n*gga, let's twist up some dodie (Roll up some dodie)
This for my young n*ggas grindin', went snatched them a Rollie (Salute)

[Verse 2]
When I jumped off the porch, I was selling that crack like that sh*t was a sport
I was running through bushes, jumping over fences, I gotta get 'way from them narcs
Hey, man I can never get 'way from this art
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 starving
Just a few years ago, homie was starving
Bust a jug in the West End at the parking lot
Used to sell my crack at Days Inn, had it crazy hot

[Chorus]
I see your loyalty payin' off (Salute)
I see your grind been payin' off (Salute)
I see the dope 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 di*k with no hands now (Woo)
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