Salute

[Intro: Russ]

Yeah, CHOMP 2

9th Wonder

Yeah, let me talk to 'em

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: Russ]

The sun is beamin' down, I'm wrapped up in the light

May never be fulfilled 'cause with the mill' comes the appetite

Vanna White, I make a fortune, y'all just tappin' on the screens

She askin' me if I'm a player, 'bout to draft her on the team

I grab the steam from my shattered dreams and let it propel me

I got the juice likе Martinelli, my success, it been stealthy

Undеr the radar, stay out the graveyard, my momma prays hard

I was in Brazil and women treated me like Neymar

Rockstar, Sammy Hagar, good neighbor like State Farm

So people go to war for me like Braveheart

I told the pilot, "Keep the plane parked", we out celebratin' (Yeah)

My shows are spiritual, you'll think the crowd's levitatin' (Yeah)

I'm still acceleratin', this ain't my top speed

I feel like the one, I can't be worried 'bout top threes

You swimmin' in calm seas, good luck when it gets rough

I swam through the storms and now the waves don't affect much

They mad I stay blessed up (Yeah) they'd rather me messed up (Yeah)

They tryna stop my movement but it's you who's gon' get stuck (Haha)

I stay in tune, they be chasin' news

Pumpin' poison to the people, I remain immune

Homies carry sticks like they playin' pool, they play it cool, you never know (Be cool)

You get it all once you let it go

You better grow up first, keep your soul nourished

Gotta watch your words around the media

They always got the phones up, tell 'em, "No tourists" (Weirdos)

I told my momma, "Go purchase anything you desire"

Another million dollar wire, in the midst of the fire

The sharpest steel gets made and I'm immersed in the flames

People cursin' my name, the person that I became

Is someone who can get burnt but not be hurt by the pain

But I ain't gon' lie to you, man, at first it was strange

I yearned for the rain, somethin' to reverse or restore

'Til I embraced it and flipped it, now it can't hurt me no more, yeah

[Chorus: Russ]

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute)

Whether it's this side or whether it's that side

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute, FLYGOD)

[Verse 2: Westside Gunn]

Ayo, my heart's chrome, I dropped a .9 on my i-stove

Made it a half a gram, sure can't decide though (Boom-boom, boom-boom)

Gave papi a half to get me goin'

Palm Angels was fallin' out the sky, one said, "Peace Allah"

Ronnie Fieg up the leg, the Johnny Dang's lookin' like Winnipeg

Cocaine pots were misbehavin' like a ceilin' fan

Spilling Vueve-y, let's make a movie, bitch

Go to JJ's, get a two piece, I'm tryna do me

Touch the two-seater, you never seen one (Skrr)

Just bought a new house, new whip and a machine gun (Brrt)

Never live life of a fiend, son

I played ball, I could've went D1

Until I sold D once, each one teach one

Sittin' in a cell like nigga gon' be somethin' (Ah)

We doin' walk-ups, no drive-bys today (Boom boom boom boom boom boom)

Eddie V's, jumbo shrimp and filet (And filet)

Catch a nigga for his jewels on his worst of days

Niggas came back with some big shit, that shit spray (Brr, brr, brrt)

"Ayo, West, why your neck look like that?" Corduroy toys

Peekin' out the left wing, we bling joy

What's the math on the balance is miraculous

Seventeen karats to my ears, what's gold? That's just embarrassing

[Chorus: Russ & Styles P]

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute, let's go, Russ)

Whether it's this side or whether it's that side (S.P. the Ghost)

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute, D-Block, yeah)

[Verse 3: Styles P]

Yeah, kickin' on the mic', Mr. Wicked on the mic (Wicked)

It's a undisputed fact, I ain't slippin' on the ice

I can be in a snowstorm and feel hot (Hot)

Yeah, I'm healthy but I'm the sickest in the site (Sickest)

Blicker and a knife and some Nikes and some weed I can light

Flowin' with Russ, beat came from 9th (9th)

Told him I'm the tenth one or maybe the first (I just may be)

I could kill 'em with a thought or maybe a verse

Got the handgun, homie, but it ain't in a purse

Not a man bag, thought your man had your back

Then he saw me split up your front, have the last ha

Me, I'm in LAX

Just ran through New York like L.A. next (That's next)

M-I-A after that (That's after)

Cross me then it's M.I.A after that (Woo)

No Ghostbuster, not even with a plasma gat (Uh-huh)

This a code red, I am a old head (I'm a cold head)

Get popped by a skinny chick who ridin' the moped (Get popped)

Locked with no dreads (Uh-uh)

You niggas seen the dread when I'm near

Ask stick-up kid, gave you thoroughbred and I did (I did)

Lines, you know I got a brain for war

But I'm cool now (I'm cool) 'cause I got a chain of stores

Yeah, and we movin' health in the hood (We movin' health)

You salute or you gon' need help in your hood, it's Ghost

[Chorus: Russ]

I'm undisputed, you cannot rebuke it

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute)

Whether it's this side or whether it's that side

Look how they salutin' me (Salute, salute)