Locked In

Mans so juicy uh
Do what I want like uzi uh
Cop another brand money stupid uh
Drop another bop
What a doozy uh
Do a show come back with a groupie uh
I call them newly uh
Beauty comes with booty
Bitch imma hit that shit off duty
Yep

Moneys calling for me
I pick up the phone and say I want a piece
They tell me they'll give me a whole lotta cheese
When I go Tom and Jerry
They holla at me
Bitch I have told you don't break out my leash
This is why you're here to stay on your knees
Y'all distractions
Imma ball and cash in any shot I finna take
You can watch it happen
On the coaches plan they give me all the actions
Moonwalking like I'm Michael Jackson
Smooth talking in your ears
Kidnapping
When I flip the switch
I go back to stalking like woah
Climbing the poll
88 synced like I'm set for the gold
I'm bringing all the panic that we live in
And the kahlis that I'm fishing
Like a pimp with the prep hop
Sipping that lean like
Shit I get it man we all locked in
Excuse for me to start poppin
I finna break your necks when you noddin
Gonna cash a check so quit knocking
I'm on a roll mother fucker never stoppin
Get a sock in your mouth bitch
Imma cock and pop one of you flops
Better get mopping
I'm bringing it right back boy
What's popping
What's dropping
Fuck stopping
Mother fucker wants to bounce on my shit
But I'm better than a whack trap artist
My flow so cold
Need hotness
I don't like slow tracks honest
I spit shit like sonic
Be honest
I'm the one they would call for the mosh pits
That's hotness
Quit snapping on a beat
My neck hurts
Fuck you up in a style like sweatshirt
Staying low cause man I'm on the alert
Pressingly I gotta up the net worth
My next verse always gotta bop
My neck hurts
Fuck you up in a style like sweatshirt
Staying low cause man I'm on the alert
Pressingly I gotta up the

Who's dem boys lurking at dark
Who's that
Who's that
Boy it's us
Go run that track
Gotta blow like dust
Run that back and you'll never stop
So much heat like og bron
Been too deep now we move like sharks
Got that cock back on you targets
Pull up pull up
Creative carnage
Man like frieza relish my glory
Roaming
Stalking
Catch you slipping
I got the glow
Lyrics and vision
See me rising
Never miss it
Difficult era to gain respect
Best believe I don't trust no flesh
You best believe when I cash this check
It'll benefit all my g's
And a speck of the beef got hefty
But now my men don't test me
Got a lyrical mind like Stormzy
It'll run through quick like Messi
So fuck a diss don't tempt me
Don't leave my mind on empty
Man I finna rap what's left g
That'll fuck you up so quickly
Don't tempt me
Ya



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Writer(s): Bobby Dick
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