Salute

[Verse] My pen like a chain The tip like a fist Write with a bang A quill like a stick Pistol-whip Comin' off the top like a toupee And off the rip, like a good rip First hit, I take a good rip Y'all miss, y'all try to aim But y'all spray I call it my gun control plan Out of the loop All my guys workin' from home With a work-from-home tan I got some things that I need to do Got a checklist of things I need to prove I ain't been sleepin' right I keep on tossin' and turnin' I guess that means I got some demons, too Gimme the loot Gimme the loot You got a party? Gimme the boot Just did the Toronto shows It's still a six, even when you take away the two Now we back up on the road Tour bus lookin' like an igloo My brodies out in Michigan Gave me a ten-pack But it's legal in this state, too The way I just shake and I bake, dude Know I'm a high-value player I gotta raise my salary I'm up at eight I'm puttin' in that work I'm bringin' in them racks I need to hire me an accountant All my fans say I'm iconic I'm poppin' Just got a new crop And they love the new projects They want it And I got 'em, so I drop 'em The way I make a profit And I share the proceeds with my partners I'm locked in, uh Got a suite at the Hilton Watchin' the game with the villains We just caught the Celtics And my bro had a hat that said, "Jaysus" on it He said he knew 'em back in Boston They asked for a flick But the kid not often Worried 'bout a pic I ain't talkin' 'bout a portrait I don't need a bit 'Cause the kid do a bit Every time I get to spit On my Sean Dawson On the beat, I never sleep I just put the bed down Y'all been tired for weeks Gettin' outta bed now Used to hate me Now they say I'm "he" with a capital Y'all couldn't even go and find a bed now We used to drive to Atlanta in the middle of the night And they tell us we could never hit the stage Now I get to ask them what they really mean Every time I'm sellin' out in the A I just got a text from an old flame "How you been?" I ain't seen her in a minute But it feels like she lookin' good these days All my boys say they got a lot of baggage I said, "Don't worry, boy, 'cause the plane got a lot of space" Yeah Y'all too busy worried 'bout the dumb stuff To get to work, I been waitin' for my come-up To get to work, you know you need a banger It's too easy All I had to say was, "Uh, uh, uh, uh" [Chorus] Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute Salute