Salute [Stop The Act]

Ayy, ayy

I brought home the loot, Balenciaga too, uh
All that talking cash
but I'm tryna see the proof
Two hundred on the dash, won't pull
Over for the whoop,  uh
Like my money fast and my bitch
To tell the truth
Get money we salute, not no
Liars in that booth, uh

All I sip is red lean, my cup like suwoop
Ayy she come from a magazine, my
Lil' bitch the truth, uh
All I count is dead peeps
I prefer the blues, uh
Won't let nothin' happen to me
My brothers the troops
In The Matrix and the color pill
I choose is the blue, uh
I brought home the loot, uh
She came with me too, uh
All she is is dead weight
After she get through, uh
I can't find no damn lean
So I caught the flu, uh
I just left the damn scene in a loud coupe
Uh she wish she left me on
Seen after we get through uh, hm, ayy
All I hear is facts, stay away from the cap
Uh i'm so sick of red lean
Let's go find the Act', uh
You don't get no damn cheese
Lil' boy stop the act uh, ooh ooh
That bitch really fooled me, she
Know how to act, uh
Two hundred on the dash, I
Come from the dash, uh
They gave us some damn cheese
Don't know how to act
Uh, ooh, ayy, ayy, ayy

I brought home the loot, Balenciaga too, uh
All that talking cash
But I'm tryna see the proof
Two hundred on the dash, won't
Pull over for the whoop, uh
Ayy, ayy, ayy like my money fast and my
Bitch to tell the truth get money we salute
Not no liars in that booth ooh, yeah, ooh