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Ain't Safe
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Ain't Safe was released on November 23, 2023 by No Cosigns Records as a part of the album Ain't Safe - Single
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Release DateNovember 23, 2023
LabelNo Cosigns Records
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chris Joseph Ramirez
Chris Joseph Ramirez
Songwriter
Ferragamo Beats
Ferragamo Beats
Songwriter

Lyrics

I just caught my first one, now I'm runnin' to the second
You can see it in my eyes, **** hate my Smith and Winston
I've been off the grid but you can find me where I live
I've been coolin' with the set, hoppin walls know how it is
**** dating any tramp I can't relate my fee a ten
When I say peace out, I'ma say be on your ten
Cause Any opp **** watchin', but I know them **** bunk
I can't trust any lame **** scared who gon' bust
I got stripes and talk with real **** with them guns
Sit your sassy ass down, cause when you see me, you gon' run
I've been movin' heavy and damn straight
**** love the hustle, clickin' up
With the opps, y'all **** love to cuddle
Been going up, and duck no ones ****, off the muscle ,
**** hear
That click, clack, and start runnin' cause I'm trouble
I just know them **** weird, I just know them **** hear
What they say about me, I'll make em disappear
You can see it in my eyes, baby loc don't tell a lie
She's just mad she ain't get what she want, bitch, a five
She's just mad I got morals,gwapo need more like a dime
Bitch knows where her place, opp **** ain't safe
Run em out of town, sock a **** in his face
Shoot a **** in his mouth, tell a **** watch his mouth
Ima go and run eem out ima go to the trap
Get one get like a pack, I'ma really smoke thrax
gwapo love to smoke thrax, smoke that
Smoke him in his face and his tats
I'ma go fuck her in the wallet, need cash
Hold on, yeah, hold on, I can't think
I been on the road, bleeding chinks, I can't think
You a gay ****, wear pink , I can't think
I'm forever , gettin' to the cheese, I can't think
You a ****, stay on my meat, I can't think
You a fake **** in disguise, I can't think
All these weird bitches tellin' lies, what you think
I been on the road, tryna grind what you think
I been on the road, tryna grind what you think
Now I'm runnin' to the second, you can see it in my eyes
**** hate my smithon Weston , and I been off the grid
But you can find me where I live
I been coolin' with the set, hoppin', walls know how it is
**** dating any tramp I can't relate my fee a ten
When I say peace out, I'ma say be on your ten
Cause any opp **** watchin', but I know them **** bunk
I can't trust any lame ****, scared who gon' bust
I got stripes, and talk real **** with your guns
Sit your sassy ass down, cause you see me, you gon'
When you see me, you gon' run, I been
Aye
Yea
Written by: Chris Joseph Ramirez, Ferragamo Beats
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