Safe To Say

Uh, Bezzle Gang
(Let the BandPlay)
Yeah, Bezzle Gang, bitch

5.56, that gat came with switches (Came with switches)
Safe to say these niggas bitches (They bitches)
We wanna slide, but he tempted (Huh?)
'Cause half these niggas out here snitches (They snitches)
Fly to the co', get the bag for the cheap (Cheap)
They let them go for twenty-three (Yep)
They like a thousand a piece (A thousand a piece)
You do the math and ain't fuckin' with me (Nope)

All of my gunners, they pushin' these P's
Still in the hood, nigga know where we be
I never let that shit slide when its beef
Collectin' these bodies, ain't payin' a fee
Faceshot gang, they did it for me
Moved to the A just to run from this beef
Thought he was safe, pulled up where he be
Little ass boy no he don't want no beef
Uh-uh, you know you don't want no static
Tryna act Killer gon' get you a casket
All of your homies must tell you what happened
Ain't nowhere you can run, this Glock automatic
When they lost Lil Trus', that shit was tragic
Talked to my momma, just said sound like my daddy
Know when we slide in this CTS Caddy
Get out of jail, you go with your pappy (Go with your dad)
Don't wanna beefin' with none of you niggas (Uh-uh)
Yep, already came with some killers
Hang with the trappers and dealer
Thirty-three shots, you would think I'm Mike Miller
Ayy, these niggas cliquin' up
This the first time they can't fuck with us
Real slime, know we love to buck
Free the problem, he don't give a fuck

5.56, that gat came with switches (Came with switches)
Safe to say these niggas bitches (They bitches)
We wanna slide, but he tempted (Huh?)
'Cause half these niggas out here snitches (They snitches)
Fly to the co', get the bag for the cheap (Cheap)
They let them go for twenty-three (Yep)
They like a thousand a piece (A thousand a piece)
You do the math and ain't fuckin' with me (Nope)
5.56, that gat came with switches (Came with switches)
Safe to say these niggas bitches (They bitches)
We wanna slide, but he tempted (Huh?)
'Cause half these niggas out here snitches (They snitches)
Fly to the co', get the bag for the cheap (Cheap)
They let them go for twenty-three (Yep)
They like a thousand a piece (A thousand a piece)
You do the math and ain't fuckin' with me (Nope)



Credits
Writer(s): Eric Anderson, Bradley Brandon, Krishon O'brien Gaines
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