Salvation Lyrics

First off, shoutout to the vocalist

You proley never heard no shit as dope as dis

Might, switch lanes but the face card the same

Steele got my hand on these poker chips

Not bad couple bags local artist shit

Don't sway much suspension is mad stiff, I aint

Young ma dis is Big Gee Big drip

Wet floor, might slip poke your bitch

Test drive hoe crib be the dealership

She brought neck shit took it as her credit check

Dis where you working, dis aint where you shopping bitch

Must think the blow job come with benefits

I really hate tell tell you this--sike, let's be real you know I rap and shit

When you been rapping for decades, you figure you'd run out of shit to rap about

But at the least, er bitch that fuck me ova get a bar once the album out

Slim pickings out here all the Real bitches thinning out

Guess thats why all of my ex hoes filling out

Everytime I think its figured out I got some new shit to figure out

But lately I aint, making investments unless its pushing figures out

And since we talking figures really digging how the streams hit the bank account

But either baby mother ask yo I never put a muh fuckin single out

What I could really do without is all deez muh fuckaz reaching out

Aint have a hand in the mix but they muh fuckin hands out

I be tryn find love but these thots always make me put examples out

I aint mean to hit his bitch but I stood up in her box like Im wreck it ralph

Know I'd be rich as fuck if I had a dime every time they count me out

Might have to hire accountants just to help me count

Gon need a wenbanyama reach and a wide lens if I spread it out

Used to think I wanted in the industry they bending nuccas over counters now

First off, shoutout to the vocalist

You proley never heard no shit as dope as dis

Might, switch lanes but the face card the same

Steele got my hand on these poker chips

Not bad couple bags local artist shit

Don't sway much suspension is mad stiff,

I aint

Young ma dis is Big Gee Big drip

Wet floor, might slip poke your bitch

Pull up and shoot, awww shit

Gee da black, luka donjic

We gon bubble like, dat ole dawn bitch

I'm a don if you mine, you a Don bitch

Lose Gee its guaranteed, ya down 9 bitch

On two the next one, on my prime time shit

Savage, 21 and the flow Cassius

Feel like Imma fucking star boy I'mon my Dak shit

Steele the champ, this a championship

Long as Kobe drop 50 don't nobody count the bricks

Tryn ball, uncle Phil not no little Bill shit

Started in the ville now a nucca own shit

Take em back to 08, scale da brim out the whip

2 negus in a regal, that was Slim shit

Mid had me thinking loud, i was on some wiz shit

Black or yellow give a fuck, I was in between a bitch

Never did trust nuccas they been on some hoe shit

I seen beef about a hoe fuck up nuccas whole click

When I did serve a nucca never did counterfeit

I was trynna the feed fam never been about the fit

Outstanding but only cause I never tried to fit

Out playing em Gee dat nucca swinging for the fence

Out land em flip Tony Hawk with the shit

Out swayying em, lemme tell you bout my new bihhh

Take the dick eat the dick I been praying man dis

Too lit Imma king she say I deserve dis

You think you done seen it all til she do some new shit

Face card giving Queen serving like a servant

Life gave a nucca lemons I used dat for gar-nish

Change into wishing well if you tryn find it

Never been for wishing well, figured I would try it

Now dis is salvation in case you missed it

First off, shoutout to the vocalist

You proley never heard no shit as dope as dis

Might, switch lanes but the face card the same

Steele got my hand on these poker chips

Not bad couple bags local artist shit

Don't sway much suspension is mad stiff, I aint

Young ma dis is Big Gee Big drip

Wet floor, might slip poke your bitch