LockDown

Catch me slidin in that Benz Niggas want smoke Catch me slidin in that Ben Got no time for you suckers Bitch I’m worried bout them bands Bust down Chris brown I got mother fuckin dance Yea I do this to the neck I don’t need no helpin hand I can’t sleep till I’m rich I want motherfuckin vans If it broke Then don’t sign Nigga house imma camp Hundred round in that drac Get to shootin till I cramp I ain’t trippin off no beef Arber hill We play for keef Knock yo head off yo shoulders Like yo niggas on the week Twenty bands for the piece S.O.B T.A.G For the chain Niggas reach Got yo ass put on a tee Im cocky Niggas can’t be gangster They copy Top me Baby give me head make it sloppy When a nigga gone Slide down come and drop me If you ain’t talkin m’s You ain’t really tryna sign me Off this Henny like a nerd Bitch I’m geeked up Slidin tryna square you Nerd nigga better d up Big chop Tryna wet a nigga team up If I don’t get it done Fame sliddin for the clean up Ain’t no bud But you no I’m throwin b’s up In the party Stick on me Still t’d up When the cooks gone I hit drip for that re up 10 bands ain’t enough to get me gone Get yo cheese up In the coop in LA Wit my top down Free da bitch Why you got her ass on lockdown Member when I had no dough I gotta lot now Member when I was at my lowest I’m in top now I got 25/8 I don’t clock out Posed to be a real nigga But you copped out Yea I’m famous but I’m still with the pop out So try something dumb and get yo stupid ass knocked down [Cash Kidd] Hangin round new niggas cause we move different You ain’t really been through shit You to lose wit it Guch hit that shh Wit that 2 Put his shoe in it Yea that’s that dog talk Dr dolittle Yo bitch made my toes curl Like my shoe little Den I fucked the bitch ain’t no Tellin like a crucible In the club 2 deep We got 2 pistols Fill yo hole circle up wit led Like a school pencil Test me I just want the chin like Jackie Took a couple losses All that stackin came in handy Make me Bitch I’m not yo brother or yo bestie Had to dump nena Cause shit was gettin too messy Bitchs over I just had a threesome wit my bitch Now she pissed Cause I keep giving her friend all the dick Took a pic Fame ain’t scared Felt a clip on my hip Bitch I feel like a witch In the whip It’s a stick Ion rule Nigga stop flexin that’s my show money Matter fact i dont even think that’s yo money All she wanna do is suck dick and hoe for me They ain’t suspect the car was stolen Took the snow bunny Yea I set the ham up and target Yea rule been jet That shit got me goin harder Free my brothers lock down Shit got me movin smarter Stalk a nigga wit this big bitch like the parkers Never snitching on me Had a roll at them apartments Bullets hangin out that boy like Arthur I ain’t lookin for love I’m lookin for a bidnes partner Yea yo pussy good But bitch I’m thinkin way farther Bitch Yea I deserve to get my dick sucked Yea seen my old bitch and put the sticks up Yea thirsty ass hoes got the hiccups Fucked me for a shout out And I still ain’t give that bitch one Thuggin out in Cali Takin pictures throwin 6 up All these hoes on me I need to get stitched up So much Ice in my ear Bitch my shit numb When I say that roll in my pants Not no lint roller Hold up let me switch my melody In the hood wit my Cali bitch She bangin S.O.B Some of y’all wanna show me what you bought er Aww that’s so sweet Got er workin Bet not swiped yo card at that KFC Asked my og If I keep strap on me Jitty puff Paint yo face up Rock you back to sleep Loud center pop Patronized zone Best believe All these deals on the table Feel like I’m at Applebee’s Bitch