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salad - oblé reed lyrics

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[intro: oblè reed]
hey, hey, hey

[chorus: oblè reed]
i got green all on my pallette
i got visor for the road
i got elbows on my body just in case i [???]
it’s a problem, he got carrot, things we talkin’ on his door (yeah, that’s it)
all this salad in the wound would thank a n*gga going “ooh” (yeah)

[verse 1: oblè reed]
when you got the chance ain’t crossing, not casting, not pausing me, would you please call back?
ain’t got time for the end, i’m free, cause n*gga like me wouldn’t know about that
i need spring with an all*state green with the trees so loud, why i sound like that?
gimme that heat and my phone right back
(gimme that heat, imma need all that)
you turned a fein for forest, how you reppin’ when your means important?
how you sleepin’ when your dreams important?
n*gga highеr than a beam support, and
n*ggas broke and then i green thе void
a n*gga like me could’ve never caused that
n*gga like me, no ain’t never for sale, but a n*gga talk money and i might talk back to ya
back to the red eye, red eye, sleep deprived
[???] see why i wouldn’t be surprised
with a roof so deep, where the creatures lie
and a– (ah)
so loud, man, they teach retire
we gotta back in the class gas, made a bully turn as your nuts (who did that?)
we gotta squint to see, quintessential
we, tell you “leave”, all on your lawn
[bridge: oblè reed]
decisions, decisions (oh, oh*oh*oh)
decisions, decisions (oh, oh*oh*oh)
decisions, decisions (oh, oh*oh*oh)
decisions, decisions (oh)

[chorus: oblè reed]
i got green all on my pallette
i got visor for the road
i got elbows on my body just in case i [???]
it’s a problem, he got carrot, things we talkin’ on his door
all this salad in the wound would thank a n*gga going “ooh” (going)

[verse 2: ardn and oblè reed]
i ain’t even smoke herb, what you think that a n*gga heard before? (oh, wow)
cause all i [???] is green pastures, and i got the flow n*ggas ain’t heard before
you ain’t got passion, no clerk in store (uh oh)
to get all this cash, it take a certain [???] (oh, oh)
like a tree falling down in the forest, but n0body to report it (oh, wow)
y’all n*ggas ain’t making noise (y’all n*ggas ain’t–)
y’all n*ggas ain’t making noise, i can’t lie
and i ain’t with the nonsense (uh oh)
first grade, i was moved, one day, i’ll be first page like a table of contents
for the path that i pave and the fact that i aged
too many and trayvon martins
thank god that i faced that [???]
my spills can’t remain in the darkness
and i, you way too honest
told me “k!ll them with kindness”
i’d rather k!ll them with commas, i’m black outside in my bonnet
last night, had a steak so red, ain’t fear on the side, had to play the salad (salad)
so i took the waitress, and stack the cash (oh, right, yeah)
so thick, caught a meg the stallion, yeah (yeah)
[verse 3: oblè reed and ardn]
call a meg the stallion, town hero with a [???]
case all green look at [???] chalice, i want zeros when i check my balance
aura got me floatin’, paper ripping rappings lungs at, and they fun size
secret recipe, and it’s all fried
i bit one bite, leah tongue tied, yeah

[outro: oblè reed]
ooh, pallette, pallette
i got elbows on my body, body
this a private, private
talkin’ at his door, rollin’ [???]
make a n*gga going [???]

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