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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
Here go some swag you can bite off

Yeah, yeah, yum, yum, wait

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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
My city needs me I promised I wouldn't fail'em
If you love somebody I promise that you should tell 'em
And buyin' what you're selling, pockets swelling
Sellin' white, showin' off, feeling like I'm Ellen

Salt, pepper, ketchup and hot sauce
Fry hard cause I do not like soft

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Composition: Tierra Whack and Kenete Simms

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