Cardi B

Salute

Cardi B

AM I THE DRAMA?


Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah

You mean to tell me you'd die?
Open up the hole
Everybody fuckin' that's the end of discussion
(End of discussion)
Bitch like me that came out the mud
Might help somebody out 'cause I came up from nothin'
(Came up from nothin')
Big party and a big body Benz
With the big body kid, put the lane over somethin' (Yeah)
He gettin' mad, won't give him my number
Cup in the middle got me feelin' December (Woo)
Feel like I'm gonna kill it this summer
(Kill it this summer)
Been on a yacht, no ceilin' this summer (Summer)
Bitch been bad so I make you curious
Never switched up, so I can't be serious (Yeah)
This is 'bout me, no, you can't be serious (Huh?)
I'm in the Lamb' and it can't be yours
I'm in the Urus, the world premature
When I look around, I had children on children
Still in the game, work hard to parents
I need my [?] , I call the girls
I plant the seeds, it's time to flourish
Don't turn on that street, it's not for tourist
You know I'm livin' it up when I'm liftin' it up
Let a nigga know I came to stunt (Yeah)
Then we gon' park in the front, wasn't sittin' in the front
Let a nigga know I came to front (Woo)
This shit is bigger than us, let you know
That it's bigger than us 'cause they pickin' it up (Yeah)
Takin' the lingo, the flash and the foreign cars
Man, bitches is eatin' it up (Eatin' it up)
I am big reference, yeah, I am the vision board
I put that shit on these bitches, they can't ignore
Hustle too hard to ever be unemployed
Just like a Honda, got things in accord

Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)

High off a molly, my friends are like dali
I'm ridin' my nigga just like a Ducatti
(Just like a Ducatti)
Choppin' the top of the car like karate
Eliante put the bricks in the [?]
Shorty tried stealing my style but I caught her
Send me a picture of drip and I bought it
Cardi an icon and this is iconic
Made a few millions off talkin' ebonics
I am too blessed to be talkin' demonic (Talkin' demonic)
I switched the lies and gained the money
Rub on the thighs and kiss on the stomach
My watch is sick it's makin' 'em vomit
My throat as long as a trumpet (Trumpet)
If my bitches say, "Fuck it, " then fuck it (Fuck it)
Hold your partner up just like some crutches (Yeah)
Got a pussy wet just like a bucket, fuck it (Woo)

Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Salute the real bitches
Salute the real bitches (Salute)
Compositores: Cardi B, TM88, Casey McMillan, DAAN, Cornelius Terrell Jr., Pardison Fontaine, TooDope, Quentin Shemwell & 2 Chainz

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