Ta To Saldo (feat. Myke Towers)

Prr, prr, prr
Yeah-yeah (Haha)
Everything I got is on point, if not, I don’t want it, you know what I mean?
We don’t mess with fake shit, never (yeah)

When I pull it off, it’s just how it is (how it is)
I like it all good, I don’t pay interest (no, no)
They ask me: Is Myke ready?; I say: What do you think?
The question’s on fire, analyze yourself

Don’t you see your doubt is unnecessary? I don’t fail, it’s been proven
What I spent has already multiplied, ey, ey
What happened? They were flexing first and your battery ran out (what you say?, ran out)

If your flow was a check, it bounced
I pull out the piece and clean it up, we know what you got, ey
Baby, if you’re rolling with that fake, you’re done
You’ve seen us tear up the club
I run my own game and there’s no asterisk in my summary

Because it’s all good, and if I make a call, all my backup arrives
It’s all good, don’t compare my Fendi with your Aldo
Colliding with me is a bitter drink
At a hundred miles down Valdo
And I won’t slow down because it’s all good, it’s all good

Yeah, yeah
Dude, I don’t spend, I always save
And when I invest, I don’t take long to recover
No need to flex anymore, you all know my worth
They’re hustling even for those who are burning

I’m cool in the hottest spots, if you owe and don’t show up
Then your relatives pay up, we know what you got
With us, you don’t fake it, here the code is permanent
To all my street people, I always keep them in mind (you know it)

You’re fronting and owe all that bling
When you see the badge of Young Kings, don’t be surprised
From the parties, the schedule keeps filling up
When the hell are you going to understand I came to be a legend?

They ask: Is Myke ready?; I answer: What do you think?
The American Express changed colors
My baby goes to Versace like it’s Kress
Now these girls are rolling in threes

Because it’s all good, and if I make a call, all my backup arrives
It’s all good, don’t compare my Fendi with your Aldo
Colliding with me is a bitter drink
At a hundred miles down Valdo
And I won’t slow down because it’s all, it’s all good

I don’t flex much, you know my system
I buy everything cash (Yeah), for me that’s no problem, ey
We roll five deep in the Toyota Sienna (you know it)
And don’t pull out a gun or we’ll put the sticks on your head, brother

There’s so much cash, they see the bills sticking out of the pocket
You flex and the Glock with the brush goes to your hairline
With my hands full of gold, every finger has a ring
I write a verse and it’s like I’m pulling the trigger on the R, prr!

Ey, I owe nobody
It’s all good even if I die, I take nothing with me
For my people, I drink it up and
These folks act like they’re in a movie, but when it’s time to pay, they ask for a break

It’s all good, it’s not on credit
What face do you flex with, you broke-ass?
With a loan you still haven’t paid off
You’re high, motherfucker? I’m flying
And I don’t want any fakes by my side, because

Because it’s all good, and if I make a call, all my backup arrives
It’s all good, don’t compare my Fendi with your Aldo
Colliding with me is a bitter drink
At a hundred miles down Valdo
And I won’t slow down because it’s all good, it’s all good

Haha
Yo, indicating, Miky
Indicating Michael
The Association of the 90s Pikete'
Yeah-yeah
Young Kingz, baby
We keep going to the bank
You all, huh? You all keep sitting on the bench
The Pharaoh, nigga
Kavy Kali
We don’t mess with fake shit, never
Living-Living Life, Living-Living Life, ey, ey