This is a song about "Salad tossing"

My nigga o that's like my bro without the same damn mom

Salad be tossy, green as the thing that survives the bomb

Shoutout to maybach music, my logic is getting money

And say toss some salad for your favorite wolf deity

Cause my mother let me do what i want

Tossing and turning thinking its my fault

Kiss my ass salad tossin,barking, on my rick rossin,

I spit that garden of game, look at the hoes on him

Like a salad no dressing

Bang! bang! came from that movie ring

Tossing and turning scratching i'm itching, the fuck was i thinking

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

Better then ceaser salad.

Pose, click, pose, click