Lock Down

Bruh, is that Grrjott?

Racks, all on my wrist
These people just bark like a bitch
Muhammed Ali the way you get hit
We gon' pull up, we don't need assist
I got this life game shit in a lock
If 12 askin', I don't break the laws
Money comin' in like I work two jobs
Thanksgiving dinner, I bring the sauce, aye

I put that shit on my feet
Pull up on me, I ain't neva' gon' speak
I ain't neva' goin' back, I ain't neva' gettin' peace
My opps too lucky, they always gettin' sleep, aye
Why my shit always on E?
I fuck with blues, unless it's police
My pockets too full, we always got cheese
Yeah we is too fly, but we ain't gon' flee
Aye, aye, aye, aye, aye
It's still gon' be cold when it's sunny
These people keep talkin', and barking and barking
They think they a dog, but they really just puppies
Bannana clip for all of these monkeys (all of these monkeys)
We wipe his nose, it better not be runny (better not be runny)
We work in day, we work in the night
Didn't know the time, my watch still actin' funny

Grrjott on the track, aye
Didn't know I could rap, aye
Tell my bro turned the mic on
Shoot at the target, you know that I'm right on
Then slither away like a python
Got a stick in the whip but it's an auto (auto)
You know we always carrying cargo

We doin' numbers like I'm Avogadro
We doin' shit you dont know like I'm Chapo
Chances for you are too low like a lotto
Take the E out of emotion, the motto
Feel like Mike Tyson the way you get hit (way you get hit)
I am a dawg, but I ain't gonna sit (ain't gonna sit)
They is chihuahuas, you know that we pits (know that we pits)
The storm is coming, I might need a kit
Jordan Peele the way I told her to get out
(Get out, get out, get out, get out)
People next door sayin' this shit is too loud
(Too loud, too loud, too loud, too loud)
Put that shit on my neck, help it just cool down
(Cool down, cool down, cool down, cool down)
Put that shit on my wrist help me just bool out
(Bool out, bool out, bool out, bool out)

Racks, all on my wrist
These people just bark like a bitch
Muhammed Ali the way you get hit
We gon' pull up, we don't need assist
I got this life game shit in a lock
If 12 askin', I don't break the laws
Money comin' in like I work two jobs
Thanksgiving dinner, I bring the sauce, aye
Grr