Open The Safe

Hook (Saint Le
Ron):
Got tired of starvin (oo oo)
Covered my face (aye aye)
Pull up on a opp when he lackin
Tell that nigga open the safe
She got that drip, that water
I want a taste
Aye aye
She drivin the boat like a pro
Aye
Don't need a chase

Verse 1 (Saint Le
Ron):
I'm lit off the gas (oo oo)
I'm high as a kite (damn)
Catch me off the Henny
I might take yo bitch, have her dance on this pipe (woah woah)
Her onlyfans high in the price (oo oo)
She ride on this dick so x rated
I might just be done for the night (damn)
I'm hungry, I'm starvin
Empty ya pockets, I ain't even mad at you
I need me a deal by the summer
See me I'm turning my savage up
She actin all shy out in public, with me she be actin up
Attitude all in her ass
*Beeep*
I let her back it up
Oo
Back it up (ayy)
Throw it up, throw it up
Bring it back, woah
Hit me from the back, got me all on my toes
I do my dance and it all in my bows
Pussy is trash, it don't smell like a rose
Chasina bag till I'm six in a hole
Say my flow golden, no yellow brick road
Call me a tonsil, I'm all in her throat

Bridge (Saint Le
Ron):
I am the hottest, I ain't gonna brag
And once I get on, I need Megan to bag
She ain't gonna talk unless I'm throwin a stack
So empty ya pockets, I'm coming for that

I am the hottest, I ain't gonna brag
And once I get on, I need Megan to bag
She ain't gonna talk unless I'm throwin a stack
So empty ya pockets, I'm coming for that

Hook (Saint Le
Ron):
Got tired of starvin (oo oo)
Covered my face (aye aye)
Pull up on a opp when he lackin
Tell that nigga open the safe
She got that drip, that water
I want a taste
Aye aye
She drivin the boat like a pro
Aye
Don't need a chase

Verse 2 (Truman
Sig):
I am the great
You know ya place
Been screaming on niggas like Calvin to Ace
Bitch, open the safe
I need to get paid in full
You hearing who make the rules
I break the rules, it's different
I don't need no gimmick
You sinning
I came to the stu in a tented
And posed in the booth like a image
Then kicked ya ass out like tenant
We take from the timid
We breaking the limits
We taking the rap shit far
And you just be lying like Scar
I see the lil bitch on your arm
I know she wanna get in my car
She throwing that shit like farve
It's different
And don't you ever forget it
I'm punching this beat like ticket
You thinkin you better
You trippin
I'm killin
And Saint, he be picking the victims
It's different
Bitch, look in my face
Don't make me come to ya place
You gon meet God like Mase
For Christ fucking sakes
Just open the safe

Hook (Saint Le
Ron):
Got tired of starvin (oo oo)
Covered my face (aye aye)
Pull up on a opp when he lackin
Tell that nigga open the safe
She got that drip, that water
I want a taste
Aye aye
She drivin the boat like a pro
Aye
Don't need a chase