Robb Bank$ - Salty lyrics

I'm the sh**, Believe that woe f** that b**h, I dont need that ho These b**hes snap pics, dont let em charge they phone b**h it's Robb Bank$, you could leave me alone Imma k** them with the note p**y n***a look at that I had to remind him come get his b**h back f** n***a its the young OutKast Big Boi in the pants And a n***a touch more than three stacks I know yo duck a** open up to these hoes boy Dread head with the eagle beak to yo low Double S around the globe, gym, sea, or home boy Fam on go I bet he throw that FLinstone boy Tell these n***as put my dick in they mouth Stop acting like a b**h her mouth drop She hold my clip, she better give me something to sip Now i take it out ya check Im the boss PS By the soul food, he was high on sodium from the start Tell me why you mad Yeah I f**ed your friend But that don't mean me and you can't f** again Girl what you saying? Middle finger to yo man When the last time your stomach hurt after s**, b**h I could give a f** bout that b**h But she can't hate me cause she can't hate dick Yeah me and little mommma go together but when she text back with that one word... She answer Salty (aye) x8 Shawty dont be Salty (aye) x8 Shawty don't be