Bath Salts

[Intro: Gabe Hendry]
I'm unsure when I'm offshore
I'll crowd-surf before the encore
I'm unsure when I'm offshore
My funds real low, but I'm-

Piss in the ass, yeah

[Chorus: TreeBoi Woods, Young Friend]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I put bath salts in the bubblegum
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I'm bout to get nuts like it's Florida man
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I put bath salts in the bubblegum
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I'm bout to get nuts like it's Florida man

[Verse 1: TreeBoi Woods]
BOI, I got somewhere to be
And I ain't really be myself for like a couple of weeks
And I'm just tryna be the mothafucka with the hardest beats on lock
And this shit's just started
So tell me whatchu want now
Finna write a lil somethin' for the kids tryna go wild
Light a lil somethin' when a bitch tryna smoke loud
Fight a fuccboi if he toy with the fam now
Yeah, and we started a business
And I'm the Boss like Hugo
You know, we finna be the next MC/CEO's in this bitch
Young Hov in this bitch, yeah
Finna pop a lil ice on the wrist before he even get the first paycheck
I ain't even worried 'bout that
Pretty soon the banks gonna owe me money, yuh
Ain't that funny bruh?
Spent 6 months livin' real pretty
Fly with the make-up, big fake titties
I'm gonna make up all these millies just doin' whatever I want, yeah
Fuck all that shit that you talk man
We gettin' filthy as fuck, yeah
Fuck do you think that we on, fam?
Just look at the name of the song man!

[Verse 2: Young Friend]
Lately, I'm feelin' so damn numb
Not afraid of what's to come
Mama askin' why so glum?
Got no money, got no money, yeah
Shoes all in a sock-drawer, whatchu stop for?
Baby, not sure
Better back up quick
Tell my father that I got this shit
I'm poppin' in
No stoppin' this, and we clockin' in
And nobody wanna pay me to be crazy but I keep on bein' psycho
I dance like Michael
Oh shit, he might go for it
Got a trigger to the button and he might pull it
Sharp like bullet
God damn all in this shit, man, I'm goin' off (goin' off)
God damn all in this shit, man, I'm goin' off (goin' off)
No money but my pockets wide
Moonwalk downtown and electric slide
Moonwalk downtown and we hit the jive
When we hit the spot, yeah this shit's on lock
Woo
Got xans in a mothafucka
Got xans in a mothafucka
AND A MOTHAFUCKA ICE COLD

[Chorus: TreeBoi Woods, Young Friend]
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I put bath salts in the bubblegum
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I'm bout to get nuts like it's Florida man
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I put bath salts in the bubblegum
Fuck it up, fuck it up, fuck it up
Yeah I'm bout to get nuts like it's Florida man

[Outro: Bentayman]
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