No Safety

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Sha Hef - Rap

No Safety

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[Intro] Super Villain shit, still Super Villain, shit Hunnit 'Round Hef, true [Hook] Sending love but they sending hate Niggas like us state the wave and then they imitate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Niggas never had a plan, we had to demonstrate Better stay up in your place, you niggas been a plate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Put you on my dinner plate [Verse 1] My friends turn to foes and my foes turn to fans quick My plans switched, almost had to get my mans clipped Fresh RLX sweat suits with the Stan Smiths Dizzy off the juice, floating down the van with it Almost sold my soul to the devil, he tried to short me Shorty said my dick is a drug, she tryna snort me Pussy niggas panicing, plotting, tryna report me Go and take a nap in the dirt you even retort me Plotting on that Porshe as soon as I get my portion Money is the only thing triggered off my endorphins Section 8 babies relate me, niggas been [?] Come between that and it's coffins, no caution Flossing, sipping all this codeine, I ain't coughing Giant nigga, running New York like Tom Coughlin Bitches swallow all of my kids, call it abortions Plug got hit, now he sick, he facing deport, shit [Hook] Sending love but they sending hate Niggas like us state the wave and then they imitate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Niggas never had a plan, we had to demonstrate Better stay up in your place, you niggas been a plate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Put you on my dinner plate [Verse 2] My heart froze over, colder than Nova Scotia Quote me, don't eat pussy unless it's kosher Keep toasters like poachers, they don't reside in they holsters Let 'em off at vultures for the coachers Sculpted from the hands of the most high Now I'm the most high, rose from out the land where most die We sinning so most lie, really do we win but most try Seldom do we smile, but most cry Staircase all pissy, moms snapping at me, she all bitchy Starving so my palms still all itchy The Don Corleone in a 'Lo bomber, armed with a red squadron Of soldiers that smoke ganja, prevoke drama And tote llamas, curve karma, embrace commas We chase dollars, same time we evade collars I'm a different type of ignorant Educated and domesticated but I'm just to militant [Hook] Sending love but they sending hate Niggas like us state the wave and then they imitate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Niggas never had a plan, we had to demonstrate Better stay up in your place, you niggas been a plate Dare a nigga try and test me for my dinner plate We gon' take his top off and let it ventilate Put you on my dinner plate

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