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No Safety

๐Ÿ‘ค HoodRich Pablo Juan โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ DMV โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 2:15
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โฑ๏ธ 2:15 duration
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๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

Cook that shit up, Quay

Ride with a Glock, no safety
Ready to shoot like I'm BlocBoy JB
Mashin' the gas, I think this shit gravy
Chains on my neck like slavery
Find a bad bitch and she havin' my baby
My niggas ride for sure, ain't no maybe
I ain't goin' nowhere unless they finna pay me
Walk out the door and get straight to the racks
Call me the water boy, I go get the sack
Pull up with the gang in foreigns back to back
Hah, Hoodrich fuckin' on a hoodrat
No license, pull up 18-wheeler back, back
Know how to rap, but the shit that you talk cap
Pour up in the lean, I might take a Hellcat nap
Don't know if you snitchin', I set up a rat trap

Niggas can't win so they bitin' like Tyson
Hit with the chopper, get it striking like lightning
I'm a dog, I can smell that you frightened
VV's on me, all my diamonds is bitin'
Baguettes in my Cuban, I gotta buy rockies
MPR, nigga, we don't want you to like it
Swag two thumbs up, turn you to hiker
Lookin' for a hoodrat, that's a one-nighter, hah
Lean in my soda, I spiked it
Shoot with a chopper, I make 'em get hyper
She bad and she thick, I might make her my wife
Ain't got no trigger finger, niggas be typin'
So many Diors, they came with a bike
Black Porsche, yeehaw, nightridin'
I don't rap beef, I spin a nigga block like a sidekick
Get to it, stay with a check like I'm sponsored by Nike
These niggas too pussy like they dykin'
Count up the blue hundreds, that excite me
Fendi and Gucci, I mix it like smoothies
All I do is win, nigga, you a loser
In the Hellcat, like Tom, I'm cruisin'
She got some fat lips, match her booty
I don't need you to vouch for me, I don't gotta prove it
I'm with the drama, they thought I retired the Uzi

Ride with a Glock, no safety
Ready to shoot like I'm BlocBoy JB
Mashin' the gas, I think this shit gravy
Chains on my neck like slavery
Find a bad bitch and she havin' my baby
My niggas ride for sure, ain't no maybe
I ain't goin' nowhere unless they finna pay me
Walk out the door and get straight to the racks
Call me the water boy, I go get the sack
Pull up with the gang in foreigns back to back
Hah, Hoodrich fuckin' on a hoodrat
No license, pull up 18-wheeler back, back
Know how to rap, but the shit that you talk cap
Pour up in the lean, I might take a Hellcat nap
Don't know if you snitchin', I set up a rat trap

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