On Lock

On Locck

Bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you fix yeah

Pull up try me a **** get dropped

We taking his chips yeah 

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We run this shit here

Talk some shit then run to the cops 

We don’t do this here 

Where I’m at? 

I’m still at the stove 

I’m cooking my shit yeah 

Running your mouth

Then you got them problems

You can get clipped yeah 

Bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you fix yeah

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We running this shit here 

They want it  thru me they goin pay it tax 

You know my shit the coldest

Got them chopsticks **** no cap 

That gat will blow yo whole shit 

I don’t talk ain't doing no chats, 

Pull up like yeah lets go bitch 

Counting racks, all on my back 

But don’t worry i noticed 

Vvs is all on my mind

Oh  i need a bad bitch 

Only them 10’s I’m fucking with dimes 

I told you chicks I’m savage 

Fuck that bull no wasting my time 

Shit I’m extremely focused

Brr brr brr what happened to the boy? 

I’m on some idk shit 

Try me I’m peeling your top back 

You see me? you **** is not that

Whip that shit houdini ****

Blue magic 

Ooh, ooh, man I better not stop that 

Hand on the choppa 

Never let go 

Just incase i gotta pop back 

Trust no bitches ain't trusting no hoes 

That trust shit yeah i lost that 

Bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you fix yeah

Pull up on me a **** get dropped

We taking his chips yeah 

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We run this shit here 

Talk some shit then run to the cops 

We don’t this here 

Where I’m at? 

I’m still at the stove 

I’m cooking my shit yeah

Running your mouth

Then **** got problems

**** you clipped yeah

 

Bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you yo fix yeah

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We running this shit here 

Count my chips I’m focused 

You watching me count i noticed 

If you cause problem me N my crew

You’ll see i can be soulless

I ain't came with none of these suckas 

Man i can be the coldest 

Fuck all them if they ain't my brothers 

Money come fast no slow shit 

Put years in it, i been on my grind 

I got it on lock now bet that 

Just don’t come and waste none my time 

I flipped my bread then stacked that

You know me i been on my shit 

No one can impact that

Been in the mud so long money dirty 

But the hands stay clean and thats that 

For money no clouded emotions 

These women come back like i owed them 

This shit is a jungle watch out for yo jewels

Come around here they get stolen 

Got gangrene all on my wrist And the ice stay got damn frozen 

Talks is cheap talk more with your cash 

Money speaks way more often

 bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you fix yeah 

Pull up try me a **** get dropped

We taking his chips yeah 

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We run this shit here 

You talk some shit and run to the cops 

We don’t this here 

Where I’m at? 

I’m still at the stove 

I’m cooking my shit yeah 

Running your mouth

Then you got them problems

You can get clipped yeah 

Bitch don’t trip I’m coming in hot 

Ima get you fix yeah

Oh my city i got it on lock 

We running this shit here