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Salt Bae Video (MV)




Performed By: SouthEndSantoro
Language: English
Length: 1:56
Written by: JOSHUA SANTIAGO




SouthEndSantoro - Salt Bae Lyrics




I told em catch up
I got my heat don't need no back up
You niggas broke go get ya racks up
Hit the plug he know the batch up

I told that bitch to hold up wait I gotta go
Don't blow my phone up when I'm out here on the road
I'm picking choosing like it's ini mini mo
I get the work and get to working on the stove

I gotta boast I gotta flex I gotta brag
Bitches fam me now they wishing that I smash
These niggas police yea they working with the task
Ion know nothing at all so don't ask

Niggas know ion gotta bang
9 milli tucked right in my ksubi jeans
Don't you try to reach out for my jewelry
We gon have ya right hand saying eulogy's

I'm the one
Remember when I had no funds
I put that runtz up in my lungs
Ain't got no feelings I am numb

They think I'm finna fall off no way
They tryna steal a nigga sauce no way
Don't be tryna watch my wrist no way
Watch just how I make a brick go way

Sprinkle soda in the pot like I'm salt bae
I be pulling out extras all day
You ain't talking bout money go away
Ima be real nigga till I'm in the grave
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I told em catch up
I got my heat don't need no back up
You niggas broke go get ya racks up
Hit the plug he know the batch up

I told that bitch to hold up wait I gotta go
Don't blow my phone up when I'm out here on the road
I'm picking choosing like it's ini mini mo
I get the work and get to working on the stove

I gotta boast I gotta flex I gotta brag
Bitches fam me now they wishing that I smash
These niggas police yea they working with the task
Ion know nothing at all so don't ask

Niggas know ion gotta bang
9 milli tucked right in my ksubi jeans
Don't you try to reach out for my jewelry
We gon have ya right hand saying eulogy's

I'm the one
Remember when I had no funds
I put that runtz up in my lungs
Ain't got no feelings I am numb

They think I'm finna fall off no way
They tryna steal a nigga sauce no way
Don't be tryna watch my wrist no way
Watch just how I make a brick go way

Sprinkle soda in the pot like I'm salt bae
I be pulling out extras all day
You ain't talking bout money go away
Ima be real nigga till I'm in the grave
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Writer: JOSHUA SANTIAGO
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