Salty
You taste me on the tip of your tongue when I'm gone it got you salty
And I done finally got rid of your fragrance now girl but you salty
I just gotta run the digits up i'm on a mission fasho
And I'm Always on the edge cause I don't trust these nigga's at all
Yea I was racing I had to much on my plate and It was obvious
Still can't play it safe though ima slide for all my nigga's, every one of em
You got phases stopping but your still popping, fasho its been a minute
Face like Monica, ways like Rihanna fasho your a killer
It was to many, your legs to the ceiling this ain't romance romance
Do this for a living, its not sentimental you had your chance
Still on a mission fasho got ammunition but I won't use it
Sure want you to feel it fasho I hope you miss it, fasho
You taste me on the tip of your tongue when I'm gone it got you salty
And I done finally got rid of your fragrance now girl but you salty
I just gotta run the digits up i'm on a mission fasho
And I'm Always on the edge Cause I don't trust these nigga's at all
Yea I was racing I had to much on my plate and It was obvious
Still can't play it safe though ima slide for all my nigga's, every one of em
You got phases stopping, but your still popping, fasho its been a minute
Face like monica, ways like Rihanna, fasho your a killer
Your a killer baby
Your a killer Baby
And I done finally got rid of your fragrance now girl but you salty
I just gotta run the digits up i'm on a mission fasho
And I'm Always on the edge cause I don't trust these nigga's at all
Yea I was racing I had to much on my plate and It was obvious
Still can't play it safe though ima slide for all my nigga's, every one of em
You got phases stopping but your still popping, fasho its been a minute
Face like Monica, ways like Rihanna fasho your a killer
It was to many, your legs to the ceiling this ain't romance romance
Do this for a living, its not sentimental you had your chance
Still on a mission fasho got ammunition but I won't use it
Sure want you to feel it fasho I hope you miss it, fasho
You taste me on the tip of your tongue when I'm gone it got you salty
And I done finally got rid of your fragrance now girl but you salty
I just gotta run the digits up i'm on a mission fasho
And I'm Always on the edge Cause I don't trust these nigga's at all
Yea I was racing I had to much on my plate and It was obvious
Still can't play it safe though ima slide for all my nigga's, every one of em
You got phases stopping, but your still popping, fasho its been a minute
Face like monica, ways like Rihanna, fasho your a killer
Your a killer baby
Your a killer Baby
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Writer(s): Life Harris
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