It Ain't Safe

(álbum: Konnichiwa - 2016)

[Hook Young Lord:]
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops [x8]
It ain't safe

[Verse 1 Skepta:]
Packs, I sold, had them buzzing on the road
Crack residue in the buttons on my phone
Black leather boots when I run into your home
Ring, ring, pussy, it's your mummy on the phone
Niggas wanna kill me, tell them "Go and get your uzi"
Bari got the weapon in the pocket of the Ksubi's
See me on the catwalk, you see me in the movies
Still you can end up dead when you disrespect the goonies

[Hook Young Lord:]
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops [x8]
It ain't safe

[Verse 2 Skepta:]
The traphouse was a shithole, with my niggas
Smoking on some indo, looking for the police through the window
Said I'll be a minute, of course I was an hour
Never disturb a baker when he's mixing up the flour
Devour these criminals, stepping on my toes
I step into the party, I let everybody know
The heat will bang for a legend on the roads
So keep your hands off my bredrins and my clothes

[Hook Young Lord:]
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops [x8]
It ain't safe

[Verse 3 Skepta:]
You say you always got the toast
But when you see my niggas you look like you see a ghost
These niggas follow fashion, don't look comfy in their clothes
See them on the roads getting lovey dovey with the hoes
I'll put you in your place, forreal, you disrespect the clique
Bang brrrang dang dang, on my Lil B shit
From SoHo to the heights, they're fucking with me heavy
They know me and my gang, we're the realest on the telly

[Hook Young Lord:]
It ain't safe for the block, not even for the cops [x8]
It ain't safe

[Outro:]
You've been ducking from me, shawty [x8]