Released on March 19, 2019

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[Chorus: Safe Sin]

Black hair, black nails

Studded belt'll leave ’em stupified

Big gas [?]

I'm feelin' super fly

Rollin’ up, in the back

Smokin' with Levi

I was sad, got the bag

So now I don't cry

Off the shits

Been different since I 's a jit

In public with a weirdo bitch

But she ain't a bitch

'Cause she be the plug

Check her out

I find out you ain't rich

Go fire

Singin' like it’s

Like it’s Roddy Ricch

Off the percie I'll be feelin’ like I'm Bobby bitch


[Verse 1: Safe Sin]

[?] my baby

Bitch don't get to heady

Yeah, I'm Trippie like I’m Reddie

Rows of money like I'm Teddy

Shoot me once, shoot me twice, ha

Yeah, I think she like me

E-boy killer, run yo' IP

Car, yo, it's icey

Devil treat me funny

I got prescriptions in my stummy

[?] I'm too stunny

Pack so fie, it's gummies

Safe can't tell no lie, you dummy

Stupid, don't wanna let you get the chance

You be hatin' but we know you fans

[Venti?] maxi pads

For these pussies, they too trash

And I know, I'm so glow

Keep it dirty like a mobile home

And I'm weird, and diverse

Like my favorite ice cream, rocky road

She love me and my strokes

I be around some different types of folks

Try and test my ego you'll be blown

Sellin' features to my clones

I been different, uh

Since a jit

Since a jit


[Verse 2: Icy Black]

Big bands, big jab with my bitch cause she too bad

Real shit I just copped another new fit

No swag, fuck this bitch then I had to dip

She fuckin' mad, I could really give a fuck

I fuck it up, I'ma get the fuckin' bands again

And fuck it up, y'all never want to fuckin' try

Or fuck it up, I'ma get these fuckin' straps again

And shoot 'em up

Big bands, big jab with my bitch cause she too bad

Real shit I just copped another new fit

No swag, fuck this bitch then I had to dip

She fuckin' mad, I could really give a fuck

I fuck it up, I'ma get the fuckin' bands again

And fuck it up, y'all never want to fuckin' try

Or fuck it up, I'ma get these fuckin' straps again

And shoot 'em up


[Chorus: Safe Sin]

Black hair, black nails

Studded belt'll leave 'em stupefied

Big gas [?]

I'm feelin' super fly

Rollin' up, in the back

Smokin' with Levi

I was sad, got the bag

So now I don't cry

Off the shits

Been different since I 's a jit

In public with a weirdo bitch

But she ain't a bitch

'Cause she be the plug

Check her out

I find out you ain't rich

Go fire

Singin' like it's

Like it's Roddy Ricch