4 Wings

Lyrics
[Chorus] Salt, pepper, ketchup and hot sauce Fry hard 'cause I do not like soft My niggas shine with the lights off Here go some swag you can bite off Salt, pepper, ketchup and hot sauce Fry hard 'cause I do not like soft My niggas shine with the lights off (Yeah) Here go some swag you can bite off (Yeah, yum, yum, yum) [Verse] Open wide, look at God, homicides I'm not perfect but I improvise Drop shit and my niggas vibe Endless nights I cried when Hulitho died, yeah My city needs me, I promised I wouldn't fail 'em If you love somebody, I promise that you should tell 'em Ain't buyin' what you're selling, pockets swelling Sellin' white, showin' off, feelin' like I'm Ellen (Ha) [Chorus] Salt, pepper, ketchup and hot sauce Fry hard 'cause I do not like soft
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Credits
- Writers
- Kenete Simms
- Tierra Whack