Salmon N Mash

Bow Bow Bow
Can't cuff no bitch im letting my nutty off like pay day I ball on niggas everyday is a pay day
Your bitch I hit it I hit it like ray j you tell everything when you step in the station
I step in the station and can't speak no english

Flex drop a bomb like he holding a grenade if that bitch want link then she better come
Naked blowing her back yeah bitch im trying to break it
Do a hit and I got low like a nigga was asian
Ten bitches in the room yeah I think they want to train me

Butta come with the gang gang gang gang gang
Niggas want handouts like they bussing the nae nae
So much bros in the can I sign to corrlinks and jpay
Bro in the jam eating zoom zoom and wam wam call up bam bam to pop you like a xanax

Niggas switch up like a mother fucking transgen
I get band after band think I need me a band-aid
I'm cutting the check up had to give it a band-aid
If it don't make no money then it don't make no damn cent

Want enough money to take care of my grandson
Take the top spot and I hold it for ransom diamonds be biting the diamonds be dancing
Blowing this bag watch these hunnids just vanish
Pussy I beat it mike jackson need janet name a bitch I cannot fuck nigga name it

I'm cooking the work up don't need me no apron
Sip purple sprite like a nigga jack grape street
Never invalid muthafucka I ap
I got ninety nine thotties no wifeys that jayz

Put a end to your game if you think you gon play me
Butta baby butta butta butta baby
Butta baby butta butta butta baby
Butta baby butta butta baby

Love when a bitch kiss my face and call me butta baby
Butta baby butta baby butta baby
Butta baby butta baby butta baby
Butta baby butta baby butta baby

Love when a bitch kiss my face and call me butta baby
Woah woah woah
Yall niggas be garbage like an incinerator
I could finesse a nigga like a negotiator

Claim that they real then be writing them statements
Bitches running back like they play for the raiders
I'm all about that sack like I play for the raiders
Ball on a bitch like I play for the pacers

I don't even trust nigga why the fuck Ima chase her
She got all of that ass little bitch better shake some
Packs look fat like the shit just ate something
Early bird with the work I be up like eight something

One in the head muthafucka you can take one
Into having sex I ain't even making love
Ride with my niggas like im riding a bus
Ima track star track star run it up

Need two more legs im not running enough
Engine go roar yeah im cutting it up
Like a virgin little nigga im not giving no fuck
Two glocks kriss kross kriss kross make you jump

Busta rhyme in the trap making people want to jump
Keep a two two cause im not the one



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Writer(s): Omowale Bethelmy
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