Salute (Mixtape Version)

[Intro]

Esco Moe, the coolest DJ in the world

Ayy, ayy

For real, for real

This for my young niggas grindin', went snatched them a Rollie

[Refrain]

I call the play like I'm John Madden (Hold up)

I fuck that bitch 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 nigga, let's twist up some dodie (Roll up some dodie)

This for my young niggas 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 dick with no hands now (Woo)

[Verse 1]

I got way too much juice, niggas can't hold me

Bitches 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 fuck that bitch 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 nigga, let's twist up some dodie (Roll up some dodie)

This for my young niggas grindin', went snatched them a Rollie (Salute)

[Verse 2]

When I jumped off the porch, I was selling that crack like that shit 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 dick with no hands now (Woo)