Salt Bae Lyrics

I got a gun I'm searching for a opp today

Which one y'all tough I'm tryna see who going to get shot today

I got seven pounds of Za landing where the Rockets play

Call my shooter zit cuz when we bump he pull up pop ya face

I don't rap for free either

Want to hear me buy a feature

I jumped out and earned my stripes

I'm tryna get signed by Adidas

My lil freak hoe she a libra

She keep lying and I'm a leave her

I aint never been no cheater

This bitch got me out here cheating

She on the big yatch trying to freak me

I ain't tryna fuck you nice bitch rock the boat like you a Aliyah

Mix the Chanel with half a ten

That shit turned me a creature

When my dogs was in that field

You was watching from the bleachers

Even learned to be like us

We was something like a teacher

We turn good girls into eaters

We turned bitch niggas to leaders

Fuck a date bitch suck me up and when I'm done we getting pizza

We dun killed Niggas for reaching

Watch yo dogs them niggas leaching

The whole hood say I'm preaching

I'm just tryna make sure we eating

Keep a gun my mama need me

Keep a gun my brother need me

Keep a gun my sisters need me

Nigga I'm my daddy son you should know that I get evil

Talk wrong then imma leave you

Hollow tips gon keep them bleeding

She say boy it's hard to read you

I can't tell if you demon

Souls trapped up in my forty

When I squeeze I hear em screaming

Slept on the floor in broski house

He was there when I really needed

Cuz showed me a hundred-thousand I pinched myself I must be dreaming

We done came a long way

Free them niggas who went to trial and they gave them all day

I hope my jealous bitch find peace

I saved her name as Salt Bae