Sath Balts by Izaq Lyrics
Take some bath salts you can try some
& start biting in a fight like tyson
Dementia praecox
These fucking gold grills make my teeth rot
Country boy, getting buck
Ima slab out a pickup truck
Candy coat it, get it lowered
84's poking out ugh dogg I hold it
Down for my state call me anchorman
Heard your raps you stankin' man
I'm losing my mind, no I'm doing just fine
No I think I'm the one, ten minus nine
Lefty so everything I do ain't right
Messed up in the head a couple screws ain't right
Got too much soul like the shoe ain't right
& if you hating on me then you ain't right
Pour salt on the wound top it off with pepper
I'll take your song and make it better
Tryna get my mixtape more anticipation then Pacquiao vs. Mayweather
Never dream I'm making plans that's how I know I'm gonna make it man
I got goals like a soccer field
Tryna change the game like Pac did
Ugh, now I know you hatin'
Number one spot is looking vacant
Crown me the king cause I'm motivated
You got a pussy where your balls should be
CatDog
Nickelodeon, young Napoleon
Dynamite, aww there I go again
Me and money
We come together like Kel and orange soda
Ugh these hoes, out to get that green like Yoda's nuts
Uhhh, foreal though
Why everybody tryna say they trill now
Boy everybody gonna know my name
There's not a umbrella that can stop my rain
With the the fame comes a lot of change
But like fuck your waves go against the grain
Material things gon' fill your brain
Block Debos gon' steal your chain
Boy, flow so hot illuminati tryna find me
But the keeper of my soul
Goes to he who designed me
You flip flop when I give you the boot
This retro flow you can check the shoes
I'll rock this era like some classic vans
& if the shoes don't fit don't wear 'em man
Don't be surprised when shit hits the fan
Like throwing feces at the A/C
Swing on me and I'll roc-a-fella like Jay-Z
[Bridge]
I'm losing my mind
I'm Losing my mind
But I put on this front like I'm doing just fine
Doing just fine, Doing just fine
I'm losing my mind
I'm Losing my mind
But I put on this front like I'm doing just fine
Fuck, I'm losing my mind
[Hook x2]
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Won't lose my life over no J's
Material things got a hold of me
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Home of the brave, Land of the free
Material things controlling me
[Bridge]
& start biting in a fight like tyson
Dementia praecox
These fucking gold grills make my teeth rot
Country boy, getting buck
Ima slab out a pickup truck
Candy coat it, get it lowered
84's poking out ugh dogg I hold it
Down for my state call me anchorman
Heard your raps you stankin' man
I'm losing my mind, no I'm doing just fine
No I think I'm the one, ten minus nine
Lefty so everything I do ain't right
Messed up in the head a couple screws ain't right
Got too much soul like the shoe ain't right
& if you hating on me then you ain't right
Pour salt on the wound top it off with pepper
I'll take your song and make it better
Tryna get my mixtape more anticipation then Pacquiao vs. Mayweather
Never dream I'm making plans that's how I know I'm gonna make it man
I got goals like a soccer field
Tryna change the game like Pac did
Ugh, now I know you hatin'
Number one spot is looking vacant
Crown me the king cause I'm motivated
You got a pussy where your balls should be
CatDog
Nickelodeon, young Napoleon
Dynamite, aww there I go again
Me and money
We come together like Kel and orange soda
Ugh these hoes, out to get that green like Yoda's nuts
Uhhh, foreal though
Why everybody tryna say they trill now
Boy everybody gonna know my name
There's not a umbrella that can stop my rain
With the the fame comes a lot of change
But like fuck your waves go against the grain
Material things gon' fill your brain
Block Debos gon' steal your chain
Boy, flow so hot illuminati tryna find me
But the keeper of my soul
Goes to he who designed me
You flip flop when I give you the boot
This retro flow you can check the shoes
I'll rock this era like some classic vans
& if the shoes don't fit don't wear 'em man
Don't be surprised when shit hits the fan
Like throwing feces at the A/C
Swing on me and I'll roc-a-fella like Jay-Z
[Bridge]
I'm losing my mind
I'm Losing my mind
But I put on this front like I'm doing just fine
Doing just fine, Doing just fine
I'm losing my mind
I'm Losing my mind
But I put on this front like I'm doing just fine
Fuck, I'm losing my mind
[Hook x2]
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Won't lose my life over no J's
Material things got a hold of me
If I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Home of the brave, Land of the free
Material things controlling me
[Bridge]