Myleage T.R.L. - Season Salt (feat. PFlow)

Uh
Came through dripping
Got the fat ass she came through dippin
Shawty so bad that I can't stop tricking
Made me fall in love I came through tripping
Forreal though, u the one I feel though
Haters wanna talk but they pussy like dildo
Whole bunch of weirdos, they ain't real though
Got the pussy open like a field goal
Kicking it with yo hoe
Down up in Soho
In the 4 door no photo better duck hoe
You don't want smoke
Blowing on the best dro
Icy like hydro
But I'm still fye though
Onto the next note
How long I could go
Never gonna know if it ain't about the pesos
Heard they throw shots
But we don't see those
The game on my side like a Bmo
Wishing u were me hoe
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These haters they so salty
These haters they so salty
They see me when I ride so clean
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas they too salty
They hate but they still going to fuck me
These bitches can’t ride with me
Lil bitch you too salty
I ride it while he on bean
I send him back to sleep while I clean
Niggas talk I don't know what they mean
Stop chat ya badmin you salty
Uh
These hoes salty
I wash a hoe down and she still salty
I told her get off me cuz it ain’t my fault please
That I'm going after dreams trying to put me on the T
And they can’t make me sneeze
Like a chick in a pea
And my name is Paulisha
But I'm not the police
And if you fuck with me
I’m gon fuck with you
And imma tie his ass up
And call him Cayou
Like niggas mad I don't want to talk them
Drop my fucking phone and I ignore them
Bitches talk shit until all said and done
And when it’s said and done
You know it’s time to run
Yea it's time to run like it’s dinner time
Fry a hoe up and call her stir fry
Whipping in the kitchen
Migos couldn’t lie
Bars too official, open my third eye
Like why
These niggas they too salty
They hate but they still going to fuck me
These bitches can’t ride with me
Lil bitch you too salty
I ride it while he on bean
I send him back to sleep while I clean
Niggas talk I don't know what they mean
Stop chat ya badmin you salty
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas got nothing on me
These haters they so salty
These haters they so salty
They see me when I ride so clean
These niggas got nothing on me
These niggas they too salty
They hate but they still going to fuck me
These bitches can’t ride with me
Lil bitch you too salty
I ride it while he on bean
I send him back to sleep while I clean
Niggas talk I don't know what they mean
Stop chat ya badmin you salty

Written by:
Myles Braxton, Paulisha Ford

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