"Salad To Go" lyrics

"Salad To Go"

Salad to go, nigga, I want the green, yeah, yeah
Feedin' the team, yeah, yeah, livin' the dream, yeah, yeah
Servin' them things, yeah, yeah, supplyin' the fiends, yeah, yeah
Fly, I got wings, yeah, yeah
Foreign machine, what? What? Trunk full of P, what? What?
Smashin' the baddest, what? What? Buyin' out West, what, what?
Fly to Miami, what, what? ARP came with the monkey nuts (Yo, Inflated, spice that bitch up)
Burnin' the fuse, what, what? Louis V shoes, what, what?

Turn my back, nah, nah, laughin' to the bank, haha
You sell Perc', that grandpa, you ain't callin' 'bout money, I don't answer
Throwin' these racks on dancers, give a nigga smoke, that cancer
Late night fuckin' on a Cancer, young nigga runnin' them bands up
Droppin' these tape can't stop, I'm gifted, ridin' in the Raptor, all this shit lifted
Need a bad bitch come give me an infant, this strong trail of head come with it
Fendi my boots when I'm walkin' in snow, McLaren and 'Rari, I stay on the go
I am not selfish, I spread on a ho, designer on me from head to toe
Runnin' on empty, these niggas are slow, came from the gutter, I'm servin' them 'bows
Cartier ring, Cartier bracelet, that shit ain't nothin', right back I'ma make it
Come on, lil' baby, we can fly to Jamaica, hive me a second, I'm all on the trailer
Drunk all that Act' and you know I'm too flashy, lovin' her nails and I'm lovin' her lashes
Blow a whole million, that shit is a habit, AMG truck and it came with the badges
Havin' my way, stick my dick in a baddie, I just blew 7K on a lil' jacket
Tennis on tennis my niggas on Aspen, burn for the taste, I be puffin' on passion
Bale after bale, got me feelin' real grass, came from the hood, I was sellin' them baggies

Salad to go, nigga, I want the green, yeah, yeah
Feedin' the team, yeah, yeah, livin' the dream, yeah, yeah
Servin' them things, yeah, yeah, supplyin' the fiends, yeah, yeah
Fly, I got wings, yeah, yeah
Foreign machine, what? What? Trunk full of P, what? What?
Smashin' the baddest, what? What? Buyin' out West, what, what?
Fly to Miami, what, what? ARP came with the monkey nuts
Burnin' the fuse, what, what? Louis V shoes, what, what?


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