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Booter Bee & 36

Salah

392

Hip-Hop/Rap

Salah was released on July 23, 2026 by Believe UK as a part of the album Salah - Single

Song Details

AlbumSalah - Single

Release DateJuly 23, 2026

LabelBelieve UK

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM72

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Booter Bee

Rap

36

Rap

HarryOnProd .

Piano, Guitar

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Booter Bee

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

HarryOnProd .

Producer

T4ourbeats

Producer

Lyrics

[Chorus]

Anyone that I see we're stopping the car

Should have been praying, but I was out preying

And — got shot at the end of Salah

We shot up the ends, we shot up —

How many man got wrapped by the dargs

Broad day gang still shoot in the dark

Still got waps at the side of the park

Better mind where you park

I'm overseas, I'm trapping

Not robbing, kidnapping

Just ring me, it's patterned

I got loose ones, I got branded

I got — by the thousands

Now my wrist like a fountain

Re-up come like a mountain

Fuck everyone that doubted

[Verse 1]

Who don't hear will learn

Told the driver to take that turn

Two sticks up in a 19 plate with a G19 that I bought off the Turks

I stabbed up both their bosses, I don't know which one got it the worst

I slapped at paigon barbies, I seen ten paigons run and disperse

B1, I got shooting habits

I got Rolex, money and hammers

I got Cuban links and badderz

I got shooters dodging the cameras

Get the drop it was us that slapped it

Double tap that 12, then vanish

I taped that road with 1 in the —

Shot — in the dome, then slapped at —

Six in the spin, go circle the —

Four in the pump, bro slapped off three

I taped that street when I chinged up —

One in the head if my head goes left

I'll take that right, bullet your guy

Free the members locked down

Free JD, Jugga and Slim

From the ends to the — we're bullying guys

I'm a F Block vet, still nothing ain't changed

Still in the ride, two in the dotty

I'll pop that door and pellet the place

I don't wanna hear about headshot —

Headshot — got cheffed in the face

— got cheffed and left on the pave

Little man died, he was only a baby

— got slapped, it wasn't a graze

[Chorus]

Anyone that I see we're stopping the car

Should have been praying, but I was out preying

And — got shot at the end of Salah

We shot up the ends, we shot up —

How many man got wrapped by the dargs

Broad day gang still shoot in the dark

Still got waps at the side of the park

Better mind where you park

I'm overseas, I'm trapping

Not robbing, kidnapping

Just ring me, it's patterned

I got loose ones, I got branded

I got — by the thousands

Now my wrist like a fountain

Re-up come like a mountain

Fuck everyone that doubted

[Verse 2]

Spark that candle, spinner it turns

Bine for the man there, say one word

I'm screaming hammers, I sound like Bernz

I shot up the — I taped off —

I shot up the block, I slapped at —

And sat in my house and smiled like Walkz

— got napped and took to his house

He told his mum, all his friends from school

— got chinged on Fern

— got yucked and his bredrins legged it

Doctors backed him, life ain't fair

— got caught on a date with his girl

If she didn't run, would have bullet his bird

Akh was there, but he gave me the stick

I had two hand tings on hit

And tapped with the new gen, course I'm hip

Spark that spinner like — like — like —

That's cowboy tricks

It's been few months I ain't letted of corn

I'm getting withdrawals, fingers stiff

I make leng ones start act shy

And I got bad ones telling me things

I move dumb when I'm drunk

I'll say things like you're having my kids

There's no point spinning the —

The man inside don't chill on their strip

— got caught and painted chalk

Free up Akh, what he did on the strip

I don't know these new plates

G-check anyone I see on the strip

Lemme show you the dance that the gunman do when they fire the ting

[Chorus]

Anyone that I see we're stopping the car

Should have been praying, but I was out preying

And — got shot at the end of Salah

We shot up the ends, we shot up —

How many man got wrapped by the dargs

Broad day gang still shoot in the dark

Still got waps at the side of the park

Better mind where you park

I'm overseas, I'm trapping

Not robbing, kidnapping

Just ring me, it's patterned

I got loose ones, I got branded

I got — by the thousands

Now my wrist like a fountain

Re-up come like a mountain

Fuck everyone that doubted

Written by: Booter Bee

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