Philthy Rich
Safe House
[Intro]
(Red Dead, I'm so fucking bumpin', bro)
Safe house, safe house
Safe house, safe house
Fifty bricks stashed in the safe house

[Pre-Chorus]
Safe house, safe house
Fifty bricks stashed in the safe house
Million cold cash at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house

[Chorus]
We got sticks on us, but we got more at the safe house
Safe house, safe
Fifty bricks, million cash stashed at the safe housе
Safe house, safe housе

[Verse 1]
Richard Mille dreams, triple beams
Somebody said it's raining, boy, so I'm finna see
Sell a truckload real fast, that's play of the week
Trapping in Dior tennis shoes, cost a half a P
I respect my elders, say, "Yes, ma'am" to my junkie
They call me Louis Vuitton Don Juan out in London
This is not no London Pound Cake, I'm smoking Truffle
Flashback, walking to the plug with a duffel full of hundreds
[Pre-Chorus]
Safe house, safe house
Fifty bricks stashed in the safe house
Million cold cash at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house

[Chorus]
We got sticks on us, but we got more at the safe house
Safe house, safe
Fifty bricks, million cash stashed at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house

[Verse 2]
Yeah, we got sticks and drums, this a safe house
Ten thousand on me, drinking syrup at the steak house
Walk on n***as' block with a chop, this a stakeout
N***as saying they getting money, bring that cake out
Baby, put that pussy up, bring the face out
We don't do no plain Janes, blow the face out
Came a long way from kicking doors, running safes out
We ain't stalling on our problems, bring them Dracs out

[Pre-Chorus]
Safe house, safe house
Fifty bricks stashed in the safe house
Million cold cash at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house
[Chorus]
We got sticks on us, but we got more at the safe house
Safe house, safe
Fifty bricks, million cash stashed at the safe house (Ayy, it's Philthy, n***a)
Safe house, at the safe house (Look)

[Verse 3: Philthy Rich]
My name in all the robbers' conversations
We ain't never turning down no confrontations
I don't check in, so I don't need no confirmation
I ain't tryna hear your CD or your compilation
Oh, it's the chain for you? Well, it's the brain for me
I'm the only n***a here the bitch came to see
N***as hating from my city, that shit lame to me
Deep down inside, I'm who them n***as aim to be
It's Philthy

[Pre-Chorus]
Safe house, safe house
Fifty bricks stashed in the safe house
Million cold cash at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house

[Chorus]
We got sticks on us, but we got more at the safe house
Safe house, safe
Fifty bricks, million cash stashed at the safe house
Safe house, at the safe house
[Outro]
(Funk or Die)