Salty lyrics

[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 lust, 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