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letra de throwing salt - abgr lil cory & agnsbill

[intro: abgr lil cory]
(d-mn, gli, thi pack hard)
(justbray, cut ’em up)
yeah
hey

[chorus: abgr lil cory]
thought i kicked the cup, yeah, guessed i relapsed again (relapsed again)
trap jump, i don’t even touch it, still gettin’ them turkeys in
n-ggas throwin’ salt on my name (yeah), tryna f-ck my image up (got me worked up)
prolly make ’em hate these n-ggas’ b-tches that they linkin’ up (they all p-ssy)
these n-ggas want attention like a ho, they see me blowin’ up (on god)
all these n-ggas here, they nuts on me, forеver f-ck ’em (yeah)
all thеse b-tches on my trail wanna blow me like a bubble (on god)
these hoes can’t get nothin’ out the kid (on god), sorry baby, i ain’t no sucker (uh-uh)

[verse1: abgr lil cory]
i make the truck roll on the monday (yeah), playin’ all way from kentucky
this a deuce up in this soda (my soda), that why my coke look so muddy
so much dog sh-t comin’ in (yeah), when i spend, ain’t got no budget
these n-ggas be talkin’ ’bout some motion, poor as f-ck, ain’t got no money
i’m mr. get off (yeah), swing that door, soon as that pack land, then i flush it
i put that step on, check the details (on god), n-ggas can’t pop how i pop it (yeah)
these n-ggas fakin’ like they pulled their middle man, don’t know the socket (yeah)
i get fly as f-ck to jugg, shoulda been the godd-mn pilot, yeah
[chorus: abgr lil cory]
thought i kicked the cup, yeah, guessed i relapsed again (relapsed again)
trap jump, i don’t even touch it, still gettin’ them turkeys in
n-ggas throwin’ salt on my name (yeah), tryna f-ck my image up (got me worked up)
prolly make ’em hate these n-ggas’ b-tches that they linkin’ up (they all p-ssy)
these n-ggas want attention like a ho, they see me blowin’ up (on god)
all these n-ggas here, they nuts on me, forever f-ck ’em (yeah)
all these b-tches on my trail wanna blow me like a bubble (on god)
these hoes can’t get nothin’ out the kid (on god), sorry baby, i ain’t no sucker (no)

[verse 2: agnsbills]
switchin’ cars all through the day, i’m tryna duck the undercover
i’m a taxi, if i don’t know ya, i need twelve for these bubbas
this b-tch see i’m poppin’, now she tryna eat me up for supper
trappin’ late night, i done powered up, i got it out the hustle
beat the road just like a truck, i’ll front the ‘bows, just pay me double
belt to ass, i ain’t tryna tussle, n-gga, i got it out the muscle
can’t forget about them hard times, i’m up, i used to struggle
them straight raw, i wanna buy ’em all, just tell me what’s the number
yeah, n-gga, i’ll give you a p, go weigh it up, then swing the door
i just got a call that them packs just land, i’m finna go beat the road
i got a old head at the spot, he beatin’ up the pot standin’ over the stove
oh, i’m at the city right now, but i know where it’s at, just called my dog for a ‘bow

- abgr lil cory agnsbill

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