Salt

[outsiderX]
Fuck!
Tryna get ya head rung
Rollin' with my day ones
Click click…
Boom!

Lookin' for some new blood
Roll up in the coop and I spray that clip

Bitch I got bricks or the salt
I'ma write my full name in it
Used to be hooked on the beans, now I’m out here just flipping that

Pussy mothafucka want talk shit
Run your mouth better drop it
100 bans quick thats of rip
Fish scale all up in my drip

Sober girls on me for the drugs now
Free banz runnin' from the fed na
Sad hoes lookin' for a way out
90 on the 10 with the top down

I might shoot you in the face so I can steal your script
Pull off on you in the drop top, I'ma steal yo' bitch
I got 20 model bitches of the white rock
I got a .45 semi make your head pop

[Ak3k]
Here the AK click, clack, pow
Get down
Now that pussy mothafucka wanna take my crown
Lil' punk mothafucka I'm the talk of the town
Talk whack I'ma crack him with a bat
Never come back bitch
Middle fingers up, screaming fuck that shit
Keep a black gat in the back of the whip
Moving like a rat get smacked in the lip
They thought that I was done now I’m back in this bitch

Killing every single track
Like back to back to back to back to back to back to back to back
I’m in all black fit with a strap to match
Cock back, mothafucka make the hammer snap
I’m the one your mama said, “Don’t hang with that”
Now I’m blowing up, bitch ain’t no shame in that
I can’t wait for the day I have a lot of racks
Take a lil' trip off a lot of tabs

Hold up wait
I’ll cut the head off a snake
I cannot fuck with the fake
Fuck did I say
Feels like I’ve been up for days
I filled my heart up with hate
Fuck out my face
I’m tired of running this the race
Feed me the snow 'til I can’t feel my face
Now I'm gone without a trace
Bury in me in outer space
'Cause I cannot fuck with the fake