Lil Keed, Lil Yachty, Zaytoven, Lil Gotit - A-Team (You Ain’t Safe) lyrics

Lil Yachty [Miles Parks McCollum] Atlanta, Georgia, U.S.

[Lil Keed, Lil Yachty, Zaytoven, Lil Gotit - A-Team You Ain’t Safe lyrics]

Zaytoven hah
Zaytoven, hahaha let's go, let's go

Ho so bad, call her Kim K
I'll fuck around, put the Bentley in a race
Got a shooter right now, and on the waist
Roll of blue hundreds and a Rollie blue face
I send the shooters through the back
They leavin' guts on your waist
These niggas talkin' like adults 'til we
Pull up and let it spray
I don't even care what it cost
I'm drippin' Dior today
I ain't got time for conversation, shit
I'd rather pay i rock these Cartier frames
I got these diamonds in my face
I don't wanna say no names
But you ain't safe

Baby girl, no, I can't stay, yeah
I'd rather get paid
Lil' homie, no, you is not safe, yeah
Shooters on the way
I was in the Bentley truck gettin' sucked up
By a bad lil' vibe on I75
Ready for war, niggas don't want no smoke
Already how know we ridin'
Supercharged truck, car full of vibes
Forgiatos on the ride
Make a lot of money for my family
And handle business on the side
I say, "Keed, talk to 'em"
Gotta bring the big booty vibes in the room
These niggas late like June
I'm 'bouta wake 'em up and
Take 'em to the moon
You ain't safe, you ain't safe
In this place, full of snakes
I'm on they ass, don't know 'bout brass
What's in my stash?
(Woo) , a lotta racks (Slatt Gotit)

Ho so bad, call her Kim K
I'll fuck around, put the Bentley in a race
Got a shooter right now, and on the waist
Roll of blue hundreds and a Rollie blue face
I send the shooters through the back
They leavin' guts on your waist
These niggas talkin' like adults 'til we
Pull up and let it spray
I don't even care what it cost
I'm drippin' Dior today
I ain't got time for conversation, shit
I'd rather pay i rock these Cartier frames
I got these diamonds in my face
I don't wanna say no names
But you ain't safe

Nobody safe, oh no, nobody safe
I been locked in
Tryna go and get it out the way
They ain't pity me, nobody gave a fuck, no
Used to post up at the front door
Tryna figure out what I'm finna do
Mama said I need to go to school, mama
I don't wanna be like you
Sorry, mama, know a nigga love you
But I'm just tryna be a millionaire
I'm the one who brought the hoes in here
I'm the one who put them niggas on
Bitch was skinny like a herringbone
Break her bed just like an ice cream cone
Yeah, slime, say slatt, yeah
Real rich nigga affair
Put a hole in her body like glass
Big stick came with a whole stand
Bitch gon' pop like woah
Bitch gon' give me that throat
Real fast, not slow

Ho so bad, call her Kim K
I'll fuck around, put the Bentley in a race
Got a shooter right now, and on the waist
Roll of blue hundreds and a Rollie blue face
I send the shooters through the back
They leavin' guts on your waist
These niggas talkin' like adults 'til we
Pull up and let it spray
I don't even care what it cost
I'm drippin' Dior today
I ain't got time for conversation, shit
I'd rather pay i rock these Cartier frames
I got these diamonds in my face
I don't wanna say no names
But you ain't safe

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