Saline County Songtext
von Diggy Graves

(Police radio chatter)

I threw a party, in Como
And woke up in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
Got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy
I threw a party, in Como
And woke up, in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
I got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy


Meet me in the willows
Tongue tied, slit down the middle
Gimme brain, gimme more
I like that mental, with no dental
I′m talking riddles, if you down to fiddle
Fuck, I mean fondle
I bought a bottle you can
Wash it down, to swallow
I'm a psycho motherfucker
I got blood, on my hands
People talking shit
Making fun, of the mask
I knock your grill, out ya mouth
With the, butt of my axe
Like, smash!
Call it, axe a dental
Soul′s black, but I'm sentimental
I'm doing cocaine, while I′m in a rental
I′m like a Cobain, without a lintel
Little by little, my love dwindles
With the shotty, aimed at my middle
Ha, never mind ho
Because these bitches, got me flabbergasted
Toss me, in a vat of acid
Y'all think, you a Harley Quinn
But y′all can't even, take a fucking joke (joke, joke)
Me, and Georgie came to float (float, float)

I threw a party, in Como
And woke up in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
Got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy
I threw a party, in Como
And woke up, in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
I got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy


One, two, Diggy coming for you
Three, four ho′s knocking, on my door
It's like, five in the morning
But, the bitches fine
So it′s 666, let's skip to 9

I threw a party, in Como
And woke up in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
Got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy
I threw a party, in Como
And woke up, in Saline County
Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
I got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy

Got some time on the low
With jotted concrete, all around me
I see the red light, blue light
Bonds turn to bounty
I got the feds like, you right
Diggy fucking rowdy