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Locked In
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Past 7 Days
Locked In was discovered most frequently at around 15 seconds into the song during the past week

Lyrics

[Intro]
(Kilo made this)
Yeah
[Verse 1]
Don't be tryin' this shit at home, this shit gon' get you gone
Get you knelt, I spend money on guns, I ain't buyin' no bitch Chanel
****, my cousin an opp, if foenem catch him, shit, I wish him well
Wish me well, I'm cool with all the killers, ****, I could get some help
I don't even know if they checked, but when I left, them **** was bleedin'
Go check, see who in that cut, them dogs ain't barkin' for no reason
No cap, if I got a call from one of the plugs, I'm pausin' the meeting
No cap, I'm ridin' with this Drac' for all of the dogs, it ain't no secret
[Verse 2]
I come through the bitch with choppers, tell 'em play ball, I'm comin' through swingin'
Know a killer that tat them bodies up on his body, he really a demon
My lil' brother, he be too quiet, they think he shy, he really be schemin'
Ayy, lil' bitch, be cool, you ain't even talkin' 'bout nothin', bitch, swallow this semen
I got blocks and Glocks and guap and plenty hoes, these **** know
I'm from that block, they know 'bout me, that's that O, for sure
And if they ask who got the trenches, just tell 'em me and Po
This for the hustlers and the gangsters, my dogs up the road, ayy
[Verse 3]
Bigger than big, folk shoot glizzies and SIGs, just not women and kids
It's a war, ****, we winnin' this shit, I'm right here in this shit
I'm locked in with all of the members around the city, it's a membership
I don't care what the evidence say, no cap, lil' bro 'nem innocent
[Verse 4]
And if they ask you why they call me soldier, 'cause I am the one
Militant, I be all across the trenches, state to state, ain't worried 'bout nothin'
If a **** get in my way, put holes in him like bowling ball
I'm locked in with all the killers and the gangsters
Better not play with me, they gon' smack your ass like mama baby
I be out my mind, I'll throw them 'bows and I'll shank you
[Verse 5]
****, I can't say fuck the streets, we both was born on the pavement
From 79th to 64th, we got the drop, we foenem gravin'
[Verse 6]
At the top, they tried to send me down, I know they gon' hate it
I be still gangbangin', in the clubs droppin' rakes and shit
Keep your eyes up on yourself, baow, nah, you ain't takin' shit
All the robbers and the gettin'-money ****, they gon' play this shit
Written by: Deandre Campbell, Denico Anderson, Johnathan Crudup Jr.

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