Salute (Yes)

Lyrics

[Intro] Hello (You gotta motherfuckin' feel this shit, boy) Yessir (BanBwoi) How you doing? Okay (BlackJack Production) Woah, woah, woah Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh, uh-huh Uh-huh, uh-huh [Chorus] I wake up high, get fresh, then jump out the plane Bad bitches on me OG throw the salute every time I'm doing my thing Young nigga in the hood got money like Meech Thick ho begging me to take her out to eat I'm designer down all the way to my feet I got some money every day this week I got so up now I can't sleep Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Hell, yes, fuck, yes, bitch, yes, hell Am I getting money? Of course Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Yes, yes, hell, yes, fuck, yes Yes, yes [Verse] Yes, I want that money first before we get too deep involved She asked me what I want for Christmas, I told her that, "I need it all" I start off my day with a pound of exotic I don't need none lil' nigga, I got it Before I was rapping my bag, I was wrapping narcotics Free all my niggas stuck behind the wall Shout out my niggas that trap out the loft Yes, she go for the gang if he was asking No, this Glock on my hip, not fashion Yes, I'm a lil' high fake tipsy I work with that .40, I could sign to Drizzy I want some money, this bitch, she keep on talking about Givenchy RIP Nipsey, I stand on my ten, I'ma be this way 'til I turn sixty I have the power like Curtis, I told the promoter I need a bag in all fifties I told my bitch that she got a star like Misty I swear these rat niggas turning to DJs, nowadays they too mixy [Chorus] I wake up high, get fresh, then jump out the plane Bad bitches on me OG throw the salute every time I'm doing my thing Young nigga in the hood got money like Meech Thick ho begging me to take her out to eat I'm designer down all the way to my feet I got some money every day this week I got so up now I can't sleep Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Hell, yes, fuck, yes, bitch, yes, hell Am I getting money? Of course Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes, yes Yes, yes, hell, yes, fuck, yes Yes, yes