"Salty" lyrics
IDK & NLE Choppa Lyrics
Fucking on bitches, I do what I do
Back shot, back shot, you and your crew
Fucking on bitches, I do what I do
Switch
I told her I don't really need her (Uh-huh)
Where was you at when I was in the field? (Where?)
You played the bleachers (Uh-huh)
I fucked on her friend but we was in the vault
So I ain't a cheater (Uh-huh)
By the sideline with my side bitch
Hope the jumbotron don't see us
Dodging the
GLS, yes
I'm rich, got me an AP
So I ain't got time for your PMS
Ain't got no time for no B and S
Tell me your problems that's TMI
I'm making them salty, salty, salty
Ay, salt shaker
She gon' shake, shake, shake what her momma gave her
I'm her throat coat
In her mouth like Now and Laters
That nigga hoe far gone
Don't you try to save her
Like defibrillators
Ay, we ain't fucking no more she a has been
The head ain't on point, need an aspirin
Fuck the front, came in through the back end
Fuck a bottle, meet me with the back end
Use to get the pack in, I was taxin'
Uncle Sam on the block, what happenin'?
Had a wide open shot and he choked
That's why he don't drill with me no mo'
Had the nerve to tell me she don't give throat
What? Kick the bitch out on the road
Big dog make her do it on all fours
Mike Jones in the cup on four fo's
They put a nigga in cuffs or the fo fo
Middle finger that's a fuck to the po po
In between tryna get my nut
These hoes I lust, no hoes we trust
I told her I don't really need her (Uh-huh)
Where was you at when I was in the field? (Where?)
You played the bleachers (Uh-huh)
I fucked on her friend but we was in the vault
So I ain't a cheater (Uh-huh)
By the sideline with my side bitch
Hope the jumbotron don't see us
Dodging the
GLS, yes
I'm rich, got me an AP
So I ain't got time for your PMS
Ain't got no time for no B and S
Tell me your problems that's TMI
I'm making them salty, salty, salty
Back shot, back shot, you and your crew
Fucking on bitches, I do what I do
Switch
I told her I don't really need her (Uh-huh)
Where was you at when I was in the field? (Where?)
You played the bleachers (Uh-huh)
I fucked on her friend but we was in the vault
So I ain't a cheater (Uh-huh)
By the sideline with my side bitch
Hope the jumbotron don't see us
Dodging the
GLS, yes
I'm rich, got me an AP
So I ain't got time for your PMS
Ain't got no time for no B and S
Tell me your problems that's TMI
I'm making them salty, salty, salty
Ay, salt shaker
She gon' shake, shake, shake what her momma gave her
I'm her throat coat
In her mouth like Now and Laters
That nigga hoe far gone
Don't you try to save her
Like defibrillators
Ay, we ain't fucking no more she a has been
The head ain't on point, need an aspirin
Fuck the front, came in through the back end
Fuck a bottle, meet me with the back end
Use to get the pack in, I was taxin'
Uncle Sam on the block, what happenin'?
Had a wide open shot and he choked
That's why he don't drill with me no mo'
Had the nerve to tell me she don't give throat
What? Kick the bitch out on the road
Big dog make her do it on all fours
Mike Jones in the cup on four fo's
They put a nigga in cuffs or the fo fo
Middle finger that's a fuck to the po po
In between tryna get my nut
These hoes I lust, no hoes we trust
I told her I don't really need her (Uh-huh)
Where was you at when I was in the field? (Where?)
You played the bleachers (Uh-huh)
I fucked on her friend but we was in the vault
So I ain't a cheater (Uh-huh)
By the sideline with my side bitch
Hope the jumbotron don't see us
Dodging the
GLS, yes
I'm rich, got me an AP
So I ain't got time for your PMS
Ain't got no time for no B and S
Tell me your problems that's TMI
I'm making them salty, salty, salty
