Safehouse Song Lyrics

Ba-Baker Yung (yo, Ben)
Turn me up a little bit more
Ayy, yeah, ayy, ayy

See, we posted with pistols and rockets
Ain't makin' deposits, we puttin' that shit all into boxes
Done got a lil' buzz, now I'm poppin'
Got racks in my pockets, a bitch nigga reach, then I'm poppin'

It's you, or it's me, that's the option
You got that lil' pistol, ain't popped it, ain't got you no bodies
See, really you niggas nobodies, got rank in the city
I make me one call, and you bodied, see, we flash and crash as a hobby

Been goin' too fast with this shit, somethin' like Ricky Bobby
I'm strapped like it's part of my body
Stiff at the shoulders, I'm somethin' like Frazier or Ali
You fake, yeah, you niggas a copy