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salty - idk lyrics

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[intro: idk]
f*ckin’ on b*tches, i do what i do
backshot, backshot, you and your crew
f*ckin’ on b*tches, i do what i do
huh, huh, huh, switch

[chorus: idk]
uh*huh*uh, uh
i told her i don’t really need her (uh*huh, need her)
where was you at when i was in the field? (where?)
you played the bleachers (uh*huh)
i f*cked on her friend but we wasn’t involved, so i ain’t cheater (uh*huh)
by the sideline with my side b*tch, hope the jumbotron don’t see us (don’t see us)
dodgin’ the— (f*ck)
gls (yes)
i’m rich, got me an ap so i ain’t got time for your pms (uh*huh)
ain’t got the time for no bns
tell me your problems and see ’em out
i’m makin’ ’em salty, salty, salty

[verse 1: nle choppa]
ayy, salt shakеr (salt shaker)
she gon’ shake, shakе, shake what her mama gave her (what her momma gave her)
i’m a throat coat in her mouth like now and laters (like a now and later)
they need a whole fire gone
don’t you try to save her (try to save her)
like the defibrillators (defibrillators)
[verse 2: idk & nle choppa]
ayy, we ain’t f*ckin’ no more, she a hasbeen
the head ain’t no point, need the aspirin (mhm)
f*ck the fur, came in through the back end (through the back end)
f*ck around and meet me with the back end (with the back end)
used to get the pack in, i was taxin’ (taxin’)
uncle sam on the block, what happened? (what happened?)
had a wild open shot and he choked
that’s why he don’t drill with me no more (brrr)
had a nerd tell me she don’t give throat (she don’t give—)
what? keep the b*tch out on the road (bye)
big dub, make her do it on all fours
mike jones in the cut, on four fours
they put a n*gga in cuffs, or the fo*fo
middle finger, that’s a f*ck to the popo
in between, tryna get my nut, these hoes are l*st, no hoes we trust (trust, trust, trust, trust)

[chorus: idk]
uh*huh*uh, uh
i told her i don’t really need her (uh*huh, need her)
where was you at when i was in the field? (where?)
you played the bleachers (uh*huh)
i f*cked on her friend but we wasn’t involved, so i ain’t cheater (uh*huh)
by the sideline with my side b*tch, hope the jumbotron don’t see us
dodgin’ the (f*ck)
gls (yes)
i’m rich, got me an ap so i ain’t got time for your pms
ain’t got the time for no bns
tell me your problems and see ’em out
i’m makin’ ’em salty, salty, salty

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