Locked In

Side bitch with me know that she a model
I been in the cut cooling smoking Gelato
Sipping this mud right up out of the bottle
Yea she wanna fuck and she slide to my condo
When she coming over she gon be on time though
Locked in with your energy fuck with your mind though
Hit her from the back got her wet as a pond hoe
Got to stay with me until all this time gone
She spamming me keep calling me on a iPhone
I'm damaged I'm smoking this gas till my mind gone
Studio and get money what I'm on
Riding in foreigns you know that the top gone
Balling on niggas away like I'm not home
Was just a jit by myself when I roam
Stacking up that money, put my girl and the guys on
Cashing presidents my dead guys long

Two up on the dash and a nigga is speeding
Thought I was a fat nigga everyday I be eating
If your bitch she not with you she with me that mean she is cheating
Running up that bag never fall off is the sequence
Found out your bitch a demon when she sucking on this semen
Her friend bad told her bring it LMS gon double team it
I been catching plays know my phone been steady ringing
Or I might just slide on shorty cause she steady fiending
I get the bag and then I flip it, smoking and the windows tinted
You can't even tell who in it, panoramic on the ceiling
Sit your cup up ain't no spilling
Cause when I'm in that bitch you know I be tipping
Flying past shit like a nigga on missions
But when I be shooting you know that I be swishing
Tap in with the plug then I get the gas gone
Fuck it you know that I get a two tone
You niggas be broke and y'all not what we on
But I been in the cut smoking all in that strong
Know that we sliding don't put it in songs
My lil nigga wit me it's right or it's wrong
Tryna create generational wealth
I been sitting back stacking know my money long

Side bitch with me know that she a model
I been in the cut cooling smoking Gelato
Sipping this mud right up out of the bottle
Yea she wanna fuck and she slide to my condo
When she coming over she gon be on time though
Locked in with your energy fuck with your mind though
Hit her from the back got her wet as a pond hoe
Got to stay with me until all this time gone
She spamming me keep calling me on a iPhone
I'm damaged I'm smoking this gas till my mind gone
Studio and get money what I'm on
Riding in foreigns you know that the top gone
Balling on niggas away like I'm not home
Was just a jit by myself when I roam
Stacking up that money, put my girl and the guys on
Cashing presidents my dead guys long



Credits
Writer(s): Izayah Breckenridge
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