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Aint Shit Safe

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Hip-Hop/Rap

Aint Shit Safe was released on July 23, 2023 by 4931979 Records DK as a part of the album Forever 24

Song Details

AlbumForever 24

Release DateJuly 23, 2023

Label4931979 Records DK

LanguageEnglish

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM127

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

cj m

Songwriter

Lyrics

Ooh, long live Shaun, you know what the fuck going on

Whole lotta BTS shit

GEG shit, fuck you talking about

On God

D-Hawk drop, pop pop, bitch

These **** know we ain't missing

Bullet hit your ass, make your ass start itching

These **** really be pussy sneak dissin'

These **** pussy, rat, Tom and Jerry

These **** know we ain't scared

These **** really be soft like berry

They know we really send shit to heaven

They know we top of shit off

We bang the five ****, fuck onna boss

And these bullets, hit yo ahh **** like baseball

Ayy scratch that, we caught an opp at the mall

Scratch that, these **** know not to play

We baking shit like a motherfucking cake

And these **** want smoke, put the drac to his face

Keep dissing the dead, put your ass in your place

These **** really be capping they lyin

Try to run off, we gon' fuck up your spine

And Ian cuffing these hoes, these bitches ain't mine

Innis bihh widd 'parlay, he said bitches be lying

Innis bitch widd' parlay, these bitches gon' go

Pull on the opp block, knock at your door

And we passin' the bitch to the gang, hit the woah

Ayy, bitch ****, woah

Hit the woah

Speak on the gang, bitch, we pushin' yo froo

You **** be cappin', bitch, you don't want to smoke

These **** sissy, hoes on god

Bullet hit his ass make det fuck, ****, fart

And these **** slow, dumb retard

And one thing about me, I won't question God

And one thing about me, I won't go for none

BTS gang smoke, opps in the blunt

And we don't smoke, mid pressure , gas , these runtz

And you **** hoes, stop posting them guns

Posted onna block yu reach you gonna die , we boiling shii like a Mf pot

And tell them ****, stop hiding all that hiding pop-out

Stop high pop-out

You **** can't fwm with me

These ain't the type of bullets that you can eat

Like John's cena bitch, you can't see me

You **** some hoes, I don't tolerate beef

And they know we really be walking shit down

These **** really be, pussy they some clowns

Bitch, when I make it to you get on the ground, don't look at me

Little ****, look to at the ground

And that point for, you to waste money onna vest

We ain't for your body, we aim at your neck

And we lock the cartels we chop off neck she look, she took , **** come get your

Bitch, I got a call they said slow it down

Me beef ova, bitch, look how you sound

Its plenty ' in the world, ****, look all around

And you try to run off, we gon' hawk your ass down

Ayy, long live Shaun, you know wat the fuck goin' on

Really goin' off on this motherfucker

You **** really, ain't seein' me

Ayy, we clean the shit like a pan

Clap your bitch from the back, who the man

And you **** really be, pussy just sayin

If I catch me an opp, make his ass tap dance

So I tell him, ready or not, here I come

You can't hide

Bullets gonna find you and take you slowly

Stop dissin' the gang, you know you can't hide

I'm gonna find you and take you slowly

Long live Shaun, man

Rest up, my big, bro

Put some respect on that name

We gon' fuck up your brain

Written by: cj m

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