Salad

Hey, hey, hey

I got green all on my palette
I got visine for the road
I got elbows on my body just in case some people call
It's a problem, he got carrot
Things we talkin' on his door (Yeah, that's it)
All this salad in the room would
Think a nigga going for war (Yeah)

When you got the chance ain't car, not cat
Ain't passing me, would you please call back?
Ain't got time for the, "Am I free?"
'Cause a nigga like me wouldn't know about that
I need Spring with an all-state green with the
Trees so loud, why I sound like that?
Gimme that heat and my phone right back
(Gimme that heat, imma need all that)
You turned a fein for forest
How you reppin' when your mеans important?
How you sleepin' when your dreams important?
Nigga higher than a bеam support, and
Niggas broker, then the green avoiding
A nigga like me could've never caused that
Nigga like me, no ain't never for sale
But a nigga talk money and I might talk back to ya
Back into the red eye, red eye, sleep-deprived
Visine white eyes wouldn't be surprised
With a roof so deep, where the creatures lie
And a– (Ah)
So loud, man, they teach retire
We gotta back in the class gas
Made a bully turn as your nuts (Who did that?)
We gotta squint to see, quintessential
We, tell you, "Leave", all on your lawn

Decisions, decisions (Oh, oh-oh-oh)
Decisions, decisions (Oh, oh-oh-oh)
Decisions, decisions (Oh, oh-oh-oh)
Decisions, decisions (Oh)

I got green all on my palette
I got visine for the road
I got elbows on my body
Just in case some people call
It's a problem, he got carrot
Things we talkin' on his door
All this salad in the room would think a nigga going for war

I ain't even smoke herb
What you think that a nigga heard before? (Oh, wow)
Cause all I lack is green pastures
And I got the flow niggas ain't heard before
(Oh, y'all niggas ain't heard)
You ain't got passion, no clerk in store (Uh oh)
To get all this cash, it takes a certain pose (Oh, oh)
Like a tree falling down in the forest
But nobody to report it (Oh, wow)
Y'all niggas ain't making noise (Y'all niggas ain't–)
Y'all niggas ain't making noise, I can't lie
And I ain't with the nonsense (Uh oh)
First grade, I was moved
One day, I'll be first page like a table of contents
For the path that I pave and the fact that I aged
Too many and Trayvon Martins
Thank God that I faced that likeness
Monsters can't remain in the darkness
And I, you way too honest
Told me, "Kill them with kindness"
I'd rather kill them with commas
I'm black outside in my bonnet
Last night, had a steak so red, ain't fear on the side
Had to play the salad (Salad)
So I took the waitress, and stack the cash (Oh, right, yeah)
So thick, call her Meg The Stallion, yeah (Yeah)

Call a Meg The Stallion
Town hero with a bronze medallion
Case all green, look at third of they chalice
I want zeros when I check my balance
Aura got me floatin', paper ripping
Rappings lungs at, and they fun size
Secret recipe, and it's all fried
I bit one bite, leave ya tongue-tied, yeah

I got elbows on my body, body
This a private, private
Talkin' at his door, rollin' seven, seven
Think a nigga going for war