LOCK IT UP (feat. Yeat, midwxst & Matt Ox)

歌詞

[Verse 1: midwxst] That boy is a coward like Courage Got a good life when I grow up, I flourish Your bitch wanna take a pic like she a tourist Yeah, I'm a Gemini, bitch, fuck a Taurus They talkin' 'bout me like I am a thesaurus Got some boys in the hood, I ain't talkin' 'bout Morris We gon' take everything in your house, get a mortgage I need some glory, I feel like I'm Morgan, no Freeman I drop a new song, all my fans know they geekin' Might go to L.A. and crash for the weekend ​midwxst the name, bitch, no one can defeat him Get in the whip, bitch, you playin' my music You got a gun, but we know you won't use it I got some power, but I won't abuse it I'm one of a kind, no, you can't reproduce me The mic is my hammer and, bitch, I am Thor Ain't none of y'all ready for shit that's in store I kill the beat, put it under me, no score Feel like I'm Bruno Mars, open that door I'm switchin' the flow up, switchin' that cadence Finna get reckless, tired of behavin' I'm way too ahead, I got daylight savings I have evolved while, bitch, you a caveman You not gon' slide, bitch, I know that you flakin', fakin' I use the mic like a sword and I'm Jason Forgin' my words in this bitch like a mason Bitch, I am born again, not talking Jason I don't play fair, get a foul and it's flagrant Remember recording down inside my basement Now I'm in L.A., might take a vacation, yeah Run the track like a motherfucking relay Give a fuck about what he or she say We be tweakin' together, no BK I've been bangin' my chest like I'm D.K., spin tracks like a DJ Lame-ass nigga wanna talk shit, okay If we got beef, boy, you better drop it, okay Love to talk about me, like to gossip, okay Had to cut 'em off, too toxic, okay In my town, bitch, I'm a trending topic, okay Throwin' hands like I'm in a moshpit, okay On go, don't think that I'm stoppin', olé Like I'm Doofenshmirtz, you know I'm plotting, yeah [Verse 2: Yeat] I just made a quick ten bands, yeah Bitch, I just pulled up in a Lamb' I just pulled up in that big boy Tonka, I don't got no Masi (No Masi, Masi, yeah) I give a fuck what you heard (Heard) You say that you poppin', but I ain't even heard of 'em (Woo, woo, woo, woo) Any beat that you pass me, I murder 'em We finessin' this bitch and his man (Yeah) My bitch pull up, unbuckle my pants I tip up off the drank, I can't stand (Luh Tris) I got mills, top a bitch by the Lamb' (Oh, really?) I'm on Percs in the air, so I can't land (Oh, really?) For a bitch that just told me I would change (Yeah) I took the cup, got luh Wocky (Yeah) I'm right outside of the Benz (Yeah) I'm finna fuck all her friends Diamond my vision, Cartier my lens (Diamonds) Yeah, I only give a fuck 'bout this Benz (Benz) I only give a fuck 'bout this Bentley [Verse 3: Matt Ox] Plottin' and watchin' (Watchin') This pocket rocket, I'ma pop it (Pop, pop it) I'm stackin' guap up in my pocket (Po-pocket) You know what I'm rockin', this drip, it's exotic (Exo-exotic) I'm switchin' the topic (Topic), you know I'ma cop it Coppin' this, coppin' that, rockin' this, rockin' that Stockin' this, stockin' that cash (Yeah) Stockin' this, stockin' them bands Stockin' this, stockin' this, stock in advance Hop in this, hop in this, hop in this Lamb' (Yeah) Copped and restocked and then got it again (Yeah) Get it again (Yeah), to get it again and spend it again I'm with the clan, they can't understand These aren't even my friends, we all in a fam This isn't the squad, it's full on the mob We gettin' the guap, then we gotta chop Chop it up, chop it up, chop Chop it up, chop it up, chop it up, chop it up (Chop, chop, chop, chop) Lock it up, lock it up (Lock) Lock it up, lock it up, lock it up, lock it up (Bah, bah, bah, bah)