Sal Volatile

Just call me Sal Volatile
Cuz lately i been slept on
That why every beat that willy send me
Getting stepped on
Skinny nigga still gon get my flex on
Delicate Thug still as tough as teflon
Long as i live ima get rep on

& no one do it better
This dude is smoother than Peruvan leather
This that Timbaland boots
& vintage Fubu sweaters
No matter rain, sleet or snow
This get you through the weather

I feel like a shooter
who just got a brand new baretta
With this mic when i let off
Everybody gon get up
So everybody better laylow
Cuz this heres a setup
& he who steps up Mateo, its gon be vendetta

So the question is who fuckin' with
Im David Blain in a tank top
With some tricks up my sleeve
No xans but these bars will have you sittin' up with deceased
Whenever that you hearin truss
Just know you better believe

I know i'm the man so ain't no need say shit
Young cat but my souls ancient
Hella bars like i got charged wit like 40 cases
All black brands on me & i'm not a racist

Remember days when we was sellin' flavors out the basement
Now mateo drops a snippet & they can't stay patient
Haters out here throwin' shade
Hopin' i don't make it
This that crack dat got the feens screamin' when they blaze it

Plugged out the matrix
Then i got all the way in my zone
Harlem shawty heard this
All she said was "Ay Cabron"
Said she loves me just as much as Anejo Patron
Now every time i'm Uptown
She can't leave me alone

New York dude up in California
Smoking cones of the good exotic
Loud pack sound like a beat by Willy Bostick
Split ya matta
So i think that you should use ya logic
Come out ya pocket
Or this here gonna be catastrophic