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Salute
2
Hip-Hop/Rap
Salute was released on March 31, 2021 by Rebel Writer Records as a part of the album Salute - Single
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Release DateMarch 31, 2021
LabelRebel Writer Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Dank Diezel
Dank Diezel
Lead Vocals
B40
B40
Lead Vocals
Queezy
Queezy
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dank Diezel
Dank Diezel
Lyrics
B40
B40
Lyrics
Queezy
Queezy
Lyrics
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dævy
Dævy
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Kill a song, somethin that you can’t do
Like it’s non perishable like canned foods
Somethin really got me in a damn mood
And that’s how I am most the time a clam who
Shut down, cut off, secluded
Been down, make it hard to make music
Blowin on a stoag, that’s a Cuban
REBEL WRITER IS THE FLAG AND WE SALUTE IT
Walked in dis bitch wit da stick
I got dat fye on my hip
Shawty don’t gimme no lip
I’m finna go take a trip
And I’m gon smoke out da zip
Shawty there walk like a pimp
Shawty there talk like a pimp
No I don’t walk wit no limp
Dey know I’m fly like a blimp
None of my **** is simps
I got it on me don’t temp
Alla these **** is wimps
If u run up you get hit
We got this mf lit
U got the cap starter kit
Get off my muhfuckin dick
I got that one thing on my mind
Every time I’m baking up
I got another day to shine
But what you making ain’t enough
You sick of sinking in the mud
You seeming stupid off the cuff
We getting screwed up in the cut
We bump that new shit in the rut
You hear what we playing
You know we ain’t playing
You smell what we blazing
We taking the puff
Floating I’m spacey
I’m melting the faces
I hit em with lasers
When I got the door
Roll up the rug
Take what I want
Body gets sore
And I get a message
I’m running em up
And I leave em in awe
I second the statement
I made with applause
Man, where your head is?
You lost the second I uttered a sentence
You just a revenant born from a message
That won’t be heard like a cow that’s independent
I’m takin what’s mine
Bitch I’m done takin my time
And I’m bout to shove the piece in
I don’t care if it don’t fit bitch imma break it alright?!
Aye
Never been a shoota
But I keep a big horn like a tuba
Get the fuck out my way like I’m Luda
Caught you tryna ride my wave no scuba
Yea ho, we some barracudas
We can tell when you blowin smoke like a hookah
Makin me wanna blow up bazooka
Master roshi, imma blow the whole fuckin moon
And I put that on Luna!
I ain’t going out bad for some clout
**** went goofy so I took another route
**** trash like Oscar the grouch
Talkin more than a bitch get a blouse
Don’t try to act tough tony right now
Cuz I got this bitch on me right now
Turn up, make a pussy pipe down
Lay him down, body bag night gown
If you don’t state what your claim is
Then it’s assumed that you playing
We wit the flames and get dangerous
We made a name but ain’t famous
They’ll never tame us or frame us
We stay the same til they take us
We strapped with bangers in hangers
I’m with my rebels so say less
Kill a song somethin that you can’t do
Like it’s non perishable like canned foods
Somethin really got me in a damn mood
That’s how I am most the time a clam who
Shut down cut off secluded
Been down make it hard to make music
Blowin on a stog that’s a Cuban
REBEL WRITER IS THE FLAG AND WE SALUTE IT
Written by: B40, Dank Diezel, Queezy
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