Kush Salad Lyrics by Armani ft. King Louie & Freddie Gibbs
Roll another one, roll another one
Ain’t pass that shit,
Hey roll another one, roll another one
Roll another one, roll another one
Hey roll another one, roll another one
Hook:
This is how I roll up, roll up
Fold up when I blow up,
Nasta, OG, HP, SD
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
This is how I roll up, roll up
Fold up when I blow up,
Nasta, OG, HP, SD
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
I got the whole hood with their eyes lying
Hit my lie for that size folk,
That’s master OG, that’s HPST
I told my plug to splay more
You’ve done that, now it’s hundred dollar blunt, that’s our go,
I don’t care no shorts, I don’t want no shillz, I don’t do no deals,
Get the f*ck out of my ride bro,
Get the f*ck is you’re smoking my nigga
This ain’t no high drug, this kush salad,
I’m .. met no regi bush, I’m good got it,
I smoke the best I choke my chest, I’m high as fuck
Like I openness, and my .. like mixing dope,
And watching hoes and dress, like clothes and sex,
Like flippin whips, some buying fresh
Nobody’s hoes I guess, stay roll em one,
Did you know the step, I smoke funk master, so you know I flex
Where long .., where lock wood, where ..said
I’m a Westside nigga till they roll my depth
Smoke thousand dollar blunt for my nigga,
And I passed around like the coldest set.
[Hook:]
Call that shit my kush salad
Rolling no tick bitch look at it
Yeah, mother f*cker just fill my nigga John Louie P
Caught em with the work through put that
East side get these niggas two vibe,
Got the little Lord so coop ride
Nigga born and raised on gangsta eye
I’ma ride put it nigga, what you gonna do about it
Got skin ben on my face
FN full it to many 2-2 ..
Big trap the tape, movin on and tell bitch please
Space shots, shout out to my nigga on the hand block
28 grams on my damn cup, nigga serve the blow,
When you low low, so you won’t stand doubt it,
I got kush salad to cocaine been got it,
Launch for game to make you main bitch talk em
Caught it in the flippin and I’ve been working in the kitchen
And I ain’t f*cking with the bitches at the ..hundred dollar
And that kush salad, cocaine been dollar,
niggas ain’t ready to catch em murder ..
working in the kitchen and I’ve been coaking in the flippin’
get your issue f*ck em with the east side done dubbin’
young
Hook:
This is how I roll up, roll up
Fold up when I blow up,
Nasta, OG, HP, SD
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
Call and pack my kush salad
This is how I roll up, roll up
Fold up when I blow up,
Nasta, OG, HP, SD
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that shit my kush salad
Call that kush my girlfriend, only bitch that I love man,
Your bitch call me husband, so that’s our hope,
I f*ck on mail like Chicago after goose the most, so we fuck them hoes,
Ain’t no wrist stone like is one of the most,
Got nice teeth so I’m smelling like,
Baby I ball they fell alive, I smoke loud a lot,
What designer shit, no man please,
With the shit I drive ‘em , it don’t need key,
I need more blunt, pull in BP,
Go 87, smoke 93, 24-7, 365, I’ve been getting hot,
You smell loud, when you grab by, bitch my dope,
Smoke like H and my risk, on ice age,
I’m boss mane, my bitches day be bossy
My name, my assurance, no I’ll stay
I just f*ck, I don’t date
She can catch a cattle, she don’t make,
Tell em call Tony, bitch I’m great, uh.
[Hook:]
ArmaniKush Salad Lyrics ft. King Louie & Freddie Gibbs
