Safehouse lyrics

[Intro]
(Baker Yung)
(Yo, Ben)
Turn me up a little bit more
Ayy
Yeah
Ayy, ayy

[Verse 1]
See, we posted with pistols and rockets
Ain't makin' deposits, we puttin' that sh*t all into boxes
Done got a lil' buzz, now I'm poppin'
Got racks in my pockets, a b*tch n*gga 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 n*ggas 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 sh*t, 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 n*ggas a copy
I bet if I give her this pill that shе jumped out her body
It's wet, but I bеt 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 n*ggas too pus*y 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 tryin' to 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
[Interlude]
Ayy
Hold on, Darlo
Ayy, get it right
I'm finna punch in
I'm finna double back
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy
Ayy

[Verse 2]
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' sh*t in my body
But if I ain't flippin' that pack, then I'm robbin' the party
They steppin' on sh*t, 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 n*ggas, 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 pus*y, I don't f*ck with the talkin'
See, we droppin' bodies, chalkin'
These n*ggas ain't really steppin', they really just walkin'
These n*ggas the feds, they be talkin'
I got some killers on deck that's gon' scoot for the profit