LOCKED IN

This that kinda love they sang about in the '80s So good, make you wanna slap your mama in the face Hooked on you, addicted to it, hit me like cocaine Know it's bad for me, but I take it anyway Look, usually I keep it gangsta when a girl's fine (yeah) But you had me lost for words for the first time (shh) Bought so many women bags, should have a purse line I had to break a couple hearts so they didn't hurt mine (whoo) But you the type to hold it down for your man (yeah) And if it came to it, bust around for your man All these other women, they could never come close Baby, you would not believe what I've said in these notes I like the way you're mixing attitude with elegance If you don't think you're sexy, check the mirror, there's your evidence (mwah) Just your presence gonna get me in my element Head so good, I'd never question your intelligence, huh The only lady I see (yeah) We be fighting at 12 and have a baby by three (yeah) Five-and-a-half-foot, temper bigger than the moon But that's why I fucking love you, girl, you're crazy like me This that kinda love they sang about in the '80s So good, make you wanna slap your mama in the face Hooked on you, addicted to it, hit me like cocaine Know it's bad for me, but I take it anyway 'Cause we locked in and we riding We love and then we fighting Say you hate me and I like it (yeah) 'Cause I know you (yeah) and you lying Call me a bitch, said I'm vindictive And I been spinning out of control You said I pushed you to the pinnacle The way I love you is criminal, I'll reap what I sow But I thought that real love didn't come with conditions I'll do anything but listen, swerve ammunition I be like, "Later," brush it off, hand me my stuff You say where you going, I ain't going nowhere This that kinda love they sang about in the '80s So good, make you wanna slap your mama in the face Hooked on you, addicted to it, hit me like cocaine Know it's bad for me (yeah), but I take it anyway 'Cause we locked in and we riding We love and then we fighting Say you hate me and I like it 'Cause I know you and you lying Baby, get your arse in the car before I smack that shit (ow) Yeah, too busy taking Snapchat vids (yeah) When she pull up to the spot, my baby done up to the nines I'm on some Air Force, white tee and snapback shit, I mean (yeah) I gotta say it, girl, you're prettier than me But shit, that's saying quite a lot 'cause I'm as pretty as can be, I'm joking Please excuse me, I get loopy off this tree I'm smoking Plus I left you with my wallet, now my P's are frozen I love you, but I hate your guts sometimes Sometimes it's fuck you, sometimes I wanna fuck sometimes So what? You know I don't give a fuck sometimes We've had good times, bad times and fucked-up times, but (yeah) This that kinda love they sang about in the '80s (yeah) So good, make you wanna slap your mama in the face (yeah) Hooked on you, addicted to it, hit me like cocaine Know it's bad for me, but I take it anyway 'Cause we locked in and we riding We love and then we fighting Say you hate me and I like it 'Cause I know you and you lying 'Cause we locked in and we riding We love and then we fighting Say you hate me (you hate me) and I like it (I like it) 'Cause I know you (I know you) and you lying (you lying)