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Safehouse
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クレジット

PERFORMING ARTISTS
BigXthaPlug
BigXthaPlug
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Xavier Landum
Xavier Landum
Songwriter
Baker Yung
Baker Yung
Songwriter
Ivan Ariel Tagle
Ivan Ariel Tagle
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Baker Yung
Baker Yung
Producer
ben mari
ben mari
Producer

歌詞

Ba-Baker Yung (yo, Ben) Turn me up a little bit more Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy See, we posted with pistols and rockets Ain't makin' deposits, we puttin' that shit all into boxes Done got a lil' buzz, now I'm poppin' Got racks in my pockets, a bitch nigga reach, then I'm poppin' It's you, or it's me, that's the option You got that lil' pistol, ain't popped it, ain't got you no bodies See, really you niggas nobodies, got rank in the city I make me one call, and you bodied, see, we flash and crash as a hobby Been goin' too fast with this shit, somethin' like Ricky Bobby I'm strapped like it's part of my body Stiff at the shoulders, I'm somethin' like Frazier or Ali You fake, yeah, you niggas a copy I bet if I give her this pill that she jumped out her body It's wet, but I bet it get sloppy 'Cause I got a stroke, give her hope and I bet he can't copy Was cold on that field, was a jockey But I had been jumped in that field before cleats and a high knee These niggas too pussy to try me Bumpin' they gums on the 'net like they don't know where I be 600 the block, do you copy? I really had fiends at the hotel gettin' lit in the lobby These labels, they tryna sign me But I want an M for my son, ain't no tellin' what I need See, I'm bangin' Crip like a Hi-C, ayy, it like a Ayy, hold on, Darlo Ayy, get it right, I'm finna punch in I'm finna double back Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy See, I'm bangin' Crip like a Hi-C I'm cold with them sticks and that ice, but ain't never play hockey That hustlin' shit in my body But if I ain't flippin' that pack, then I'm robbin' the party They steppin' on shit, hardly Jumped in the game off the top rope, I feel like Jeff Hardy Finna ice out my chain, went to Johnny Really too wavy for niggas, I'm screamin' out, "Gnarly" Taliban not a gang, we an army And yeah, we been havin' some motion, just waitin' to spark it Smellin' like gas up in Target Caught an opp lackin', he pussy, I don't fuck with the talkin' See, we droppin' bodies, chalkin' These niggas ain't really steppin', they really just walkin' These niggas the feds, they be talkin' I got some killers on deck that's gon' scoot for the profit
Writer(s): Ben Mari, Baker Yung, Xavier Landum, Baker Yung-pub Designee, Ben Mari-pub Designee Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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