Salud - Matt Champion, Michael Christmas

I say «fuck it,» like James Dean

Keep my money on Great Dane

And these kids is scared of me like my face was porcelain

And my bitch is melting

Sipping pouches of orange Tang

Always hopping white lines like parking spots is cocaine

P-party tomorrow, I hope I don’t get too wet

Because there’s pussy everywhere so I am sure I’ll be drenched

And give that ass just a pinch, and keep your lips on that straw

And suck like your brain needs a margarita, (fuck you!)

Doing drugs by the pool, hope you don’t fall in

Ass up by the pool, hope you don’t fall in

Cool bitch by the pool, hope she don’t fall in… love

I’m sick, (salud)

Need a drink, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud)

Bless you, (salud)

Need a smoke, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud)

Hold on bitch, I need a minute to puke

This liquor has me feeling like giraffes at a zoo

Wobbling, tipping, turning, and slurring my words

Like i’m riding alibaba at my local Six Flags

They put grams of the powder in six separate bags

Then they hide it somewhere deep deep deep in their pants

I feel like a dick because I’m thinking like one

Maybe it’s me, but then again it’s the rum, fuck

Doing drugs by the pool, hope you don’t fall in

Ass up by the pool, hope you don’t fall in

Cool bitch by the pool, hope she don’t fall in love

I’m sick, (salud)

Need a drink, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud)

Bless you, (salud)

Need a smoke, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud)

Salud to the bitch

Pouring champagne on a cute lil bitch

Tossing TVs out the window, move your whip

Go move your shit, aye, aye, tick tick

Get drunk, turn British

Girl, lemme see 10 digits

I came in with 10 niggas

Got in a fight with at least 10 midgets

Sold out shows, I was high like pigeons

Matt got internet-hoes doing splits

I might sell Viagra to high school kids, there’s really no telling the way that

we live

When the smoke don’t clear cause it’s always smoke

Toast to the times you could only make toast

Dave Chappelle, fuck your bitch while you ghost

Kanye West, finna get this vote

I’m pro-whatever-the-fuck-you-wanna-do, do it

You getting all the juice, prove it

Show me a cup that’s full, foolish

Finna 'a-choo' it, I’m sick

I’m sick, (salud)

Need a drink, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud)

Bless you, (salud)

Need a smoke, (salud)

Here’s a toast for you fucks, (salud, salud)