"U Ain't Safe" lyrics - A$AP TYY
[Intro:]
Tell em yeah uh
[Verse 1: A$AP TyY]
Posted on the script I never posing for a flick
Ride around with shooters and my head is that a hit
Riding four deep and we thirsty for a lick
Fuck wasting bullets we ain't trying to mix
My niggas take a risk be careful what you wish
Life ain't promised I'm just being honest
Get hit with that dezi or that nine with a scope
We ain't talking deals when you looking in the scope fucker
Prick I ain't playing with jokes
Have you fear me crying tragedy for your folks
Eavesdropping hope you fake niggas taking notes
Don't fuck around, don't fuck around, don't fuck around get smoked
[Chorus: A$AP TyY]
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
[Verse 2: Regular Rell]
I'm gonna pop with a nigga hit em up
Chris Paul of the Clippers newla with me got the regal with em
With the ladder on the look for truck
Different cars I be switching up yeah every flavor I be mixing up
On a Monday I'm in a box hun and by Friday we fly 50 dub
Slide through with the glizzy on the mic
Young niggas get busy on em
My OG's ain't bullshitting they quick to pull a Doug Christy on them
Trifecta Clyde Drexler blaze a nigga with a nine mecca
Nine shots catch nine extra then we layin low in the tribeca
Murder game like Wayne Perry
They gon fuck around and get they mayberry
U ain't safe without a pistol nigga they don't know the way the nigga carry
Get rich and they die well they gon feel them bullets start dissecting
Send em up to the high heaven I'm fall back and let TyY tell em
[Chorus: A$AP TyY]
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
[Verse 3: Fat Trell]
Aye pistol talking swisher smoking molly rolling no controlling
I can smell the flesh and blood then the gun smoke
I can tell you what it was and how it could go
I can spot and drive arc with a forty four
I can kick the door down with the steel toes
I can promise you a sale mail will grow
It's some fronting you a bail nigga hell no
It's some shaving art on the scale hell no
The day a nigga kill me hell froze
Jesus came back in some shell toes
Gucci rocking bitches shopping Melrose
Pistol get the popping at your elbow
[Chorus: A$AP TyY]
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
U ain't safe without your pistols
U ain't safe without your pistols
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
We give em more rounds 'cause bullets not the issue
