Streets Ain't Safe

Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah

Baby say the streets ain't safe
But I stay dangerous, I make you bad, homie
That pussy like I beat that case
Yeah, if I bang it I can't go wrong
When I kill it, I'ma leave no trace
Don't be mad, I'ma beat back, baby
Run up a bad phone, DOA
But no matter what she gon' say, we gon' be okay

I'm convinced she don't want nobody else
Kiss it and never tell, she litty all by herself
Ain't need a nigga for help, I couldn't help it
I'm on a line like all the time, baby fell through
What's poppin' off?
Dreads got 'em thinkin' I'm from Papua, now
Throwaway bitches living better than this bottom ho
If she ain't buy the chicken then she gotta go
Adios, pocket full of guala with designers on

I always leave my bitch at home
She be blowin' up the lean while I'm eatin' up the road
Slid for like twenty when you see me in the store
Red bottom bloody, gotta keep her on her toes

Baby say the streets ain't safe
But I stay dangerous, I make you bad, homie
That pussy like I beat that case
Yeah, if I bang it I can't go wrong
When I kill it, I'ma leave no trace
Don't be mad, I'ma beat back, baby
Run up a bad phone, DOA
But no matter what she gon' say, we gon' be okay

Yeah, ain't no safe zones in these streets
She won't even let me leave our flow without the yeet
His cell game Mozzy, mine tatted on your cheek
She ain't never had a active, rich nigga on the beat

I'm afraid of wolves
I just got a petty for the coupe
Nodded off on her, I was heavy on the juice
Holdin' down a mantra while a felon on the move
I can't lie, blessed, she my lil' goon
She OD'd, that's the truth

That's for sure, you the GOAT, I salute (I salute)
Name one bitch hold it down like you do (like you do)
Proud of you, down, yeah
I'm proud of you
Might put down the juice
You down to move, I'ma say so
I know you TTG, I didn't say go
If I gotta duck off and lay low
Don't want you to be the place I can't go

Big baby say the streets ain't safe
But I stay dangerous, I make you bad, homie
That pussy like I beat that case
Yeah, if I bang it I can't go wrong
When I kill it, I'ma leave no trace
Don't be mad, I'ma beat back, baby
Run up a bad phone, DOA
But no matter what she gon' say, we gon' be okay



Credits
Writer(s): Samuel Ahana, Timothy Patterson, Altariq Samad Salaam Crapps, Matthew Dean Burdette, Keith Asked
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