Safehouse

BigXthaPlug

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Title Safehouse

Artist BigXthaPlug

Album Amar (Deluxe)

Released 2023-04-28

BPM 146

VocalsMale

Artist Followers 3,580,550

Hometown United States - Texas - Dallas

Artist Bio Dallas’ multi-platinum star BigXthaPlug has released his highly anticipated second album, Take Care. Praised by Rolling Stone and Complex* the 15-track project highlights his raw energy and authentic voice, with production by Bandplay, Tony Coles, and Charley Cooks. Featuring hits like “Mmhmm” and “Change Me,” alongside fresh tracks like “Lost The Love,” Take Care blends powerful lyricism with commanding beats. Following a sold-out 32-city Take Care Tour and a breakthrough 2024, earning Amazon Music’s Breakthrough Artist title and a spot in XXL’s Freshman Class, BigX is set to perform at Coachella and Governor’s Ball this year, continuing his meteoric rise.

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Aye
Yeah
Aye
Aye

[Verse 1]
Say we postin with pistols and rockets
And making deposits
We puttin that shit out in the boxes
Done got a lil buzz now im poppin
Got racks in my pockets
A bitch nigga reach then I’m poppin
It's you or its me that’s the option
You got that lil pistol ain’t pop it ain't got you no bodies
See really you niggas nobodys,
Got a rank in the city, I made me one calling you body
See we flashing crashes a hobby
Been going too fast with this shit something like Ricky Bobby
I’m strapped like it's part of my body
Stiff at the shoulders I’m something like Fraizer or Ali
You fake and you niggas a copy
I bet if i give her this pill then she jump out her body
Its wet but I better get sloppy
Cause I got a stroke, give her hope and I bet he can’t copy
Was cold on the field was a jockey
But I had been jumped in that field before cleats and a hanny
These niggas too pussy to try me
Pumpin their guns on the net like they don’t know where I be
600 the block do you copy
I really had fiends at the hotel getting lit in the lobby
These labels they trying to sign me
But I want an M for my son ain’t no tellin what I need
See I’m banging crip like a hossie

[Break]
Aye
Aye,
Get it right, I’m finna punch in, I’m finna double back
Aye, Aye, Aye

[Verse 2]
See I’m banging crip like a hossie
I'm cold with these sticks and that ice but ain’t never play hockey
They hustlin shit in my body
But if I ain’t flippin that pack then I’m robbin’ the party
They steppin on shit, hardly
Jumped in the game off the top rope, I feel like Jeff Hardy
Feeling ice on my chain with the Johnny
Really to wavy for niggas I’m screamin out naudy
Taliban outta game we an army
Yeah we been having some motions just waiting to spark
Smelling like gas up in target
Caught an opp lackin he pussy I dont fuck with the talkin
See we droppin bodies, chalkin
These niggas ain’t really steppin, they really just walkin
These niggas the feds they be talking,
I got some killers on deck that’s gon scoop for the profit