Feeling Safer

Lyrics

[**Chorus: NorthSideBenji**] Well fuck it, I just spend this money like its play dough Tied it like some K ropes I still get the bag up off the same hoe, I'm faithful Bro please no designer to the scene we pullin' cables I ain't got no safe on the machine, I'm feelin' safer Fuckin' on the dancefloor, the window, see the staple Nigga got hit up in his stomach, lift his shirt, you see the staple And we go see my junkie, he got horses on his stable And we can't go for night, we put that boy up on the cable [**Verse 1: NorthSideBenji**] At lеast it get you hard rock, hazel or nasal My nigga a sure shot, hе ain't on no payroll Just got off the phone to buy some pesos, I'm stable Did it all alone without no label, I'm faithful I done did this shit with all my partners Stuck inside this track, they try to stop us Now I take this shit right cross the border Her shit feel like water Rolex on my wrist, it feel like water They just drop my doggys pending charges Magic city started My bitch, she a magic city starter Fly shit, go she lean all on her arm Might not see tomorrow All white lips, you might not see tomorrow [**Chorus: NorthSideBenji**] Well fuck it, I just spend this money like its play dough Tied it like some K ropes I still get the bag up off the same hoe, I'm faithful Bro please no designer to the scene we pullin' cables I ain't got no safe on the machine, I'm feelin' safer Fuckin' on the dancefloor, the window, see the staple Nigga got hit up in his stomach, lift his shirt, you see the staple And we go see my junkie, he got horses on his stable And we can't go for night, we put that boy up on the cable [**Verse 2: WhyG**] Miracle Whip like mayo, China white you know that's 'yayo' Too much bricks up in the banner right now, I put some on sale I send shots to the boy like mail, and I let her coke up just like gel Two opps, 130 clip, they share, put two hands on the gun like prayers 5K each with the cops in my ears, bust a brick open look like veneers Got a revolver like a pioneer I cannot fuck on your bitch, it's been weird I'ma just step on that boy like some stairs Bow when she sit on your face like a chair Turn on that beam like Buzz-Lightyear They glizzy-hit niggas and bitches is queer Hit him with half of the clip, premier This Louis V monogram horse demure More than a hundred band for the jammer My neck, ice water, chandelier Died with his eyes open, tryna stare Your bitch said the dick too big, she scared I keep a hammer, but not for repair Balls, your 'mouf' got pom-pom hair [**Chorus: NorthSideBenji**] Well fuck it, I just spend this money like its play dough Tied it like some K ropes I still get the bag up off the same hoe, I'm faithful Bro please no designer to the scene we pullin' cables I ain't got no safe on the machine, I'm feelin' safer Fuckin' on the dancefloor, the window, see the staple Nigga got hit up in his stomach, lift his shirt, you see the staple And we go see my junkie, he got horses on his stable And we can't go for night, we put that boy up on the cable