Salutations

Come on, let's pray, homie

Dear Lord

Please forgive us for all the sins we have brought upon us

And look down upon us with forgiveness

For all the sins we will have in the future

I know You understand that niggas ain't perfect

But we try, Lord

We try to keep our heads up in bad times

This is a bad time, show us the way

And if You can't show us the way

Then forgive us for bein' lost

Brrt

Brrrrt

Yeah

Talk to these niggas, okay, talk to these niggas

Yeah, uh-huh (whoo)

Look, yeah

Big ass drum on the bottom of the strap (fah, fah)

Somebody gettin' whacked, drum-work, bitch (brr)

Got that D.W. stamped on every slab

Drum-work, bitch (talk to 'em)

Big ass drum on the bottom of the strap

Somebody gettin' whacked, drum-work, bitch (brr)

Got that D.W. stamped on all the slabs

Drum-work, bitch

(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)

Drum-work, bitch

Drum-work, bitch (ayy), drum-work, bitch

Drum-work, bitch, drum-work, bitch

Drum-work, bitch, it's drum-work, bitch (yeah)

We livin' in an unfortunate times (uh-huh)

Before I recorded a line, I snorted a line (sniff)

Bitch on the internet tryna say her daughter was mine (what?)

That's like me goin' to a restaurant orderin' swine (hahaha)

Niggas that pocket watch never offered a dime (not at all)

My grass is greener on this side 'cause I'm waterin' mine

I'm God in my bitch's eyes, I'm sort of divine (uh-huh)

Ayo, Big Ghost, send me a batch, bro, it's slaughterin' time

I spit it for the real niggas

If you solid, salutations (for real, nigga)

In my city, niggas'll clip you for a violation (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom-)

I was waitin' for my turn to come, yeah, I was patient (uh-huh)

That's when I just said, "Fuck it," and I decided to take it (woo)

A product of my environment, the bottom, the basement (uh-huh)