Super Safe

Lyrics
[Chorus] (Look at me, nigga) (Boy—, boy—) I-I feel super safe, 'cause I keep the Glock on the side of me She only want me to be with her, bae, I cannot do the monogamy (Fuck you, nigga!) (No) When I shoot that Glock on my opp, I shoot that bitch with good quality (Yes) Niggas wanna come round, wettin' him up, now back they hated my vision (Okay!) Fuck school, nigga, I hated math 'cause I wasn't good at division (Fuck that shit) Ca-Catch me an opp and I shoot, off the rip, nigga, I ain't even makin' decisions (Off the rip) I really learn from broke niggas, I'm not tryna be in that position (The fuck?) [Verse] Late night, pop up out the dark like I'm a magician (That's him!) (Strange) You know that I stay down with the gang, you know I can't switch on the bros These bitches be asking for too much, nigga, that's why I be switchin' my hoes (On gang) I was by myself, I was left in the cold (Cold) If I ain't have no money, I'd steal from the store If I spot me a nigga, I boutta get low Get low, tip-toe, creep up on a nigga And I been on the court, make yo' best man fall No, I don't want yo' hoe, that's an outside ball When I go through my struggles, got no one to call But now I get used to it, fuck is a "Help"? All on my lonely, I did it myself Say you gon' pull up, then nigga, you knelt (knelt, nigga) I say, nigga, you knelt [?], then i'm grabbing my belt Feel like I'm Anthony Edwards, this a new age, I'm taking out legends These niggas be chasin' these hoes, boy, get off yo' knees, stop being a peasant I love my blues, I'm not no crip Got a hoe breakin' neck when I hop out the whip Fine shyt on my social, she said, "Baby, don't skip" But, baby, don't trip, you know I'mma play that Thr33 Thot been tryna take my energy, told that hoe, "Pass" If you want beef, better know that you grass If you want beef, better know I'm on green 'Cause I don't do all that shit for the screen No, I'on be doin' this shit for no streams No, I'on be doin' this shit for no live Ni-Nigga, I want my opp, dead or alive I'm finna crash out, don't let me drive She give me brain, she give me brain, I'm finna blow, baby, be like TNT, huh I gotta watch my back, these niggas be creepin' like TMZ (Watchin') I know my name is Thr33, but rank is that top one Boy, stop that cap like you be hard as hell, I know yo' ass gon' run I take that nigga A.P with my bare hands, don't need no gun I pack that boy up like SoLLUMINATI, then I say, "You done" [Chorus] (Look at me, nigga) (Boy—, boy—) (Brrt) I-I feel super safe, 'cause I keep the Glock on the side of me She only want me to be with her, bae, I cannot do the monogamy (Fuck you, nigga!) (No) When I shoot that Glock on my opp, I shoot that bitch with good quality (Yes) Niggas wanna come round, wettin' him up, now back they hated my vision (Okay!) Fuck school, nigga, I hated math 'cause I wasn't good at division (Fuck that shit) Ca-Catch me an opp and I shoot, off the rip, nigga, I ain't even makin' decisions (Off the rip) I really learn from broke niggas, I'm not tryna be in that position (I'm not, damn) [Outro] (I'm not)
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