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Throwing Salt
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Throwing Salt was released on September 30, 2025 by Columbia as a part of the album Everything Must Go
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Release DateSeptember 30, 2025
LabelColumbia
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM139

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
ABGR Lil Cory
ABGR Lil Cory
Performer
AgnsBill
AgnsBill
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Jecorion Hollingsworth
Lyrics
Ronnie Vickers jr
Ronnie Vickers jr
Lyrics
Brayon Marteleus Turner
Brayon Marteleus Turner
Composer
Thomas Carroll
Thomas Carroll
Composer
Shikeim Washington
Shikeim Washington
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
JusBray
JusBray
Producer
TC
TC
Producer
Glizz
Glizz
Producer
Tcproducedit
Tcproducedit
Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Damn, Glizz, that hard)
(TC, cut 'em up)
Yeah
Ayy
Yeah
[Chorus]
Thought I kicked the cup, yeah, guess I relapsed again
Trap jump, I don't even touch it, still gettin' them turkeys in
**** throwin' salt on my name, tryna fuck my image up
Probably make 'em hate these ****' bitches that they linkin' up
These **** want attention like a ho, they see me blowin' up
All these **** held they nuts on me, forever fuck 'em
All these bitches on my trail wanna blow me like a bubble
These hoes can't get nothin' out the kid, sorry, baby, I ain't no sucker
[Verse 1]
I make the trap roll on the Monday, play in all the way from Kentucky
This a deuce up in this soda, that why my cup look so muddy
So much dog shit comin' in, when I spend, I ain't got no budget
These **** be talkin' 'bout some motion, poor as fuck, ain't got no money
I'm Mr. Get Off, swing that door, soon as that pack land, ****, I flush it
I put that stuff on, check the details, **** can't pop how I pop it
These **** fakin' like they plug they middleman, don't know the socket (Yeah)
I get fly as fuck to jugg, should've been the goddamn pilot, yeah
[Chorus]
Thought I kicked the cup, yeah, guess I relapsed again
Trap jump, I don't even touch it, still gettin' them turkeys in
**** throwin' salt on my name, tryna fuck my image up
Probably make 'em hate these ****' bitches that they linkin' up
These **** want attention like a ho, they see me blowin' up
All these **** held they nuts on me, forever fuck 'em
All these bitches on my trail wanna blow me like a bubble
These hoes can't get nothin' out the kid, sorry, baby, I ain't no sucker
[Verse 2]
Switchin' cars all through the day, I'm tryna duck the undercover
I'ma tax you if I don't know you, I need twelve for these Bubbas
Lil' bitch see I'm poppin' now, she tryna eat me up for supper
Trappin' late night, I done powered up, I got it off the hustle
Beat the road just like a truck, I'll front the 'bows, just pay me double
Belt to ass, I ain't tryna tussle, ****, I got it off the muscle
Can't forget about them hard times, I'm up, I used to struggle
Them straight raw, I wanna buy a load, just tell me what's the number
Yeah, ****, I give a P, go weigh it up, then swing the door
I just got a call that them packs just landed, I'm finna go beat the road
I got a old head at the spot, he beatin' up the pot standin' over the stove
Oh, I'm out the city right now, but I know where it's at, just call my dog for a 'bow
[Chorus]
Thought I kicked the cup, yeah, guess I relapsed again
Trap jump, I don't even touch it, still gettin' them turkeys in
**** throwin' salt on my name, tryna fuck my image up
Probably make 'em hate these ****' bitches that they linkin' up
These **** want attention like a ho, they see me blowin' up
All these **** held they nuts on me, forever fuck 'em
All these bitches on my trail wanna blow me like a bubble
These hoes can't get nothin' out the kid, sorry, baby, I ain't no sucker
[Outro]
(Damn, Glizz, that hard)
(TC, cut 'em up)
Written by: Brayon Marteleus Turner, Jecorion Hollingsworth, Ronnie Vickers jr, Shikeim Washington, Thomas Carroll
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