Witto Goom - Salt Circles Lyrics

B-dow B-dow
Black paint on my finger tips
Might lay one on the trigger let that thang rip
Stay bangin like a drum, we so dangerous
Got a black mask on, staying nameless
Lil shorty blowing bubbles like a kids toy
Call me Leroy, way I rush in
Ain't scared of nothing
I ain't bluffing
I get the bag homie, then I get to punching
Pour your life out onto me
Salt circles surrounding me
Under lunar syzygy
Wolves will cry and bow to me
Boy I'm so tight, like a drum face
And my girl should be a porn star how she give face
In my own lane, f*ck the highway
I started lowlife so I took the long way
I ain't never asked for help so I ain't giving none
All these fakers wanna trap but they ain't slanging nothing
You wanna say something? go on and say it, then
Ya'll ain't doing shit, head back to your play pen, lil bitch
Pour your life out onto me
Salt circles surrounding me
Under lunar syzygy
Wolves will cry and bow to me