Salmon N Mash Lyrics

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