Lock and Load

[Chorus: Bakar] I feel comfy on my own Just beware they'll take your phone Good at walking, my ten toes In the fields, not on the roads I'm out here so rock and roll Cocaine, yeah, it touch my nose (Snorts) Pistol in hand, lock and load (Ch-ch) All my niggas lose control (Bah!) I feel comfy on my own (Bah!) Just beware they'll take your phone Good at walking, my ten toes In the fields, not on the roads I'm out here so rock and roll Cocaine, yeah, it touch my nose Pistol in hand, lock and load Sweg, like [Verse 1: Milkavelli] I feel comfy on my own I feel cozy, wavy bone I take acid on my own But still go home for Sunday roast (Like) And again it's, "Blah-blah!" (Cheese) Baggy denim Carhartt jeans Can of Stella Artois, please Had to tell him wagwan, greaze I'm in the rave Creeping, creeping, tryna find a hoe (Grr-ah) Shades on, eyes low (Hoe) I pick her like a game of eeny, meeny, miny, moe (La) Beat the game (Aye), I'm in GTA mode (Sweg) Driving on the road (Sweg) In the CLA smoking B&H Gold Aye [Chorus: Bakar] I feel comfy on my own Just beware they'll take your phone Good at walking, my ten toes In the fields, not on the roads I'm out here so rock and roll Cocaine, yeah, it touch my nose Pistol in hand, lock and load Sweg, aye (La) [Verse 2: Milkavelli] I feel comfy, on my own Taking flights, around the globe Houdini, cloud of smoke I said now you see me, now you don't (Where's he gone?) Rose gold rope chain Pitchfork, many multicoloured stones Laigon life, till they take my life That's on everything I fucking own Trailblazer, 616, I'm a Hell raiser VVS is in the inhaler It ain't safe on the block, they can smell danger Eccy in me, loved up (Jeez) Plate of [?] pub grub, please Greatness only, one blood jeans Paisley open untucked, steez [Chorus: Bakar & Milkavelli] I feel comfy on my own Just beware they'll take your phone Good at walking, my ten toes In the fields, not on the roads I'm out here so rock and roll Cocaine, yeah, it touch my nose Pistol in hand, lock and load Aye (Shh) I feel comfy on my own Just beware they'll take your phone Good at walking, my ten toes In the fields, not on the roads I'm out here so rock and roll Cocaine, yeah, it touch my nose Pistol in hand, lock and load All my crackers lose control [Outro: Bakar] All my niggas lose control All my niggas lose control