Salsa
I brought a cane in the booth with me...
Bitch
We them hot boys
We been Saucy
Just like some salsa
I Got my neck frozen
And dripping
That's cold water
He talking out his neck
Better be ready
For some drama
And You said that yo block hot
But I bet
I can make it hotter
Like some salsa
We rolling up
Smoking up
On that ganja
We gon' slide through quick
But we seeking
To leave some trauma
I'm Stomping like hydraulics
On a 64 impala
They like
What's that red shit on yo shoe
I promise it just salsa
Aye!
Aye
Bitch I been getting to this
Guapolay
Like Everyday
I'm tryna get paid
Like in a major way
I'll devastate
Any mother fucker
Who gets in my way
Not much to say
That's just how you do it when you from the bay
They like
(Damn)
It's Crazy how he be killin' it
Damn that kid too ridiculous
Swear his name gon' be infamous
And I know that you feelin' this
They like this kid the realist
Mainey how I be killin' It
Maybe I'm just to quick with it
I just bag it and seal it
You can do all the dealing
Don't talk to pigs I ain't squealing
I just back up, start squeezing it
Do the dash, tires pealing
Moving gas to these fiends n shit
Crazy how I be killin' it
Damn I'm way too ridiculous
Uh
I'm doin 80 in a 60 ima speed it up
12 been on my ass, but that's the only thing I'm running from
Telling me to hit the breaks like are you fucking dumb
Huh?
This ain't no salsa in this double cup
Ok
My Diamonds dancing, Michael Jackson
We Rock out, like Marilyn Manson
Easy riding, action Bronson
I Failed math and copped a brick
That how I learned my fractions
I'm just tryna get a bag and
Move my mama to a mansion
Euuuugggghhh
Said I'm tryna get a bag and
Move my mama to a mansion
Eugh
We them hot boys
We been Saucy
Just like some salsa
Got my neck frozen
And dripping
That's cold water
He talking out his neck
Better be ready
For some drama
You said that yo block hot
But I bet
I can make it hotter
Like some salsa
We Rolling up
Smoking up
On that ganja
We gon' slide through quick
But we seeking
To leave some trauma
Im Stomping like hydraulics
On a 64 impala
They like
What's that red shit on yo shoe
I promise it just salsa
Aye!
Aye
But I been getting to that
Guapolay
Everyday
I'm tryna get paid
Like in a major way
I'll devastate
Any mother fucker
Who gets in my way
Not much to say
That's just how you do it when you from the bay
Bitch
We them hot boys
We been Saucy
Just like some salsa
I Got my neck frozen
And dripping
That's cold water
He talking out his neck
Better be ready
For some drama
And You said that yo block hot
But I bet
I can make it hotter
Like some salsa
We rolling up
Smoking up
On that ganja
We gon' slide through quick
But we seeking
To leave some trauma
I'm Stomping like hydraulics
On a 64 impala
They like
What's that red shit on yo shoe
I promise it just salsa
Aye!
Aye
Bitch I been getting to this
Guapolay
Like Everyday
I'm tryna get paid
Like in a major way
I'll devastate
Any mother fucker
Who gets in my way
Not much to say
That's just how you do it when you from the bay
They like
(Damn)
It's Crazy how he be killin' it
Damn that kid too ridiculous
Swear his name gon' be infamous
And I know that you feelin' this
They like this kid the realist
Mainey how I be killin' It
Maybe I'm just to quick with it
I just bag it and seal it
You can do all the dealing
Don't talk to pigs I ain't squealing
I just back up, start squeezing it
Do the dash, tires pealing
Moving gas to these fiends n shit
Crazy how I be killin' it
Damn I'm way too ridiculous
Uh
I'm doin 80 in a 60 ima speed it up
12 been on my ass, but that's the only thing I'm running from
Telling me to hit the breaks like are you fucking dumb
Huh?
This ain't no salsa in this double cup
Ok
My Diamonds dancing, Michael Jackson
We Rock out, like Marilyn Manson
Easy riding, action Bronson
I Failed math and copped a brick
That how I learned my fractions
I'm just tryna get a bag and
Move my mama to a mansion
Euuuugggghhh
Said I'm tryna get a bag and
Move my mama to a mansion
Eugh
We them hot boys
We been Saucy
Just like some salsa
Got my neck frozen
And dripping
That's cold water
He talking out his neck
Better be ready
For some drama
You said that yo block hot
But I bet
I can make it hotter
Like some salsa
We Rolling up
Smoking up
On that ganja
We gon' slide through quick
But we seeking
To leave some trauma
Im Stomping like hydraulics
On a 64 impala
They like
What's that red shit on yo shoe
I promise it just salsa
Aye!
Aye
But I been getting to that
Guapolay
Everyday
I'm tryna get paid
Like in a major way
I'll devastate
Any mother fucker
Who gets in my way
Not much to say
That's just how you do it when you from the bay
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Writer(s): Lul Jake
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