Russ Millions
Salute
[Intro]
Sebz Beats, baby

[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)
Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)
I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)
Doggy that, break her back into two
Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon
With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)
Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)
Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)
Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)
I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)
Doggy that, break her back into two
Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon
With barе gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah)
Tryna shoot mans hеad, try take off the roof (Shatai)

[Verse 1: CH & Buni]
I hate when a girl wanna chat-chat
Act if you come round here, we gon' spin right back
Yes, it's funny till now, [?] ten
If GMD then you're more than a friend
If we pull up on you, I'm predictin' death
Guns, money and drugs, we're some violent men
Tuck two-step with a two-step, if we're two-step guys in white just setting up tents
PR hit like hi-hats, that's my size that, babe, don't mind that
CH that's my slime that, four roll action, blow your whole mind back
Yo, get back, GMD never set back
Yo, let that anywhere, gang press that
Select that, any type, we get that
Gunshot, dead boy, resurrect that
[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)
Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)
I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)
Doggy that, break her back into two
Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon
With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)
Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)

[Verse 2: RA & YV]
I might spread more burners, GBH in an attempted murder
Still takin' Ls, but it's [?] I'm learnin'
Touch-touch boy and we spinnin' for certain
Rise up for bro, anytime that you know this
[?] got gotty, got crushin' up Focus
Lucky, I do it, had a wap ting with a smoke ting
Cous' got tints, biggie, do not approach this
My white ting got a back like Alexis Texas
My brownin' got a clean extension
Make the place get dark inspection
Creep in ya head like a brain infection
Bad things with the right intention
Thought that the ting was a game like Tetris
Free my dawgs inside, that's benchin'
My [?] ting got a back, that's mental
[Chorus: Russ Millions]
Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)
Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)
I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)
Doggy that, break her back into two
Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon
With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)
Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)
Gunman salute, get a gut feelin', might switch up the route (Bah, bah, bah, yeah, bah, bah, bah, you)
Toes in the air when I mash up the pooch (Bah)
I'ma toxic prick, tryna give her my yute (Aha)
Doggy that, break her back into two
Ro-Rock that bed, go straight to the moon
With bare gunman when I step in the room (Bah, bah, bullet)
Tryna shoot mans head, try take off the roof (Shatai)