Lock On Me

[Intro: Travis Scott]

Yeah

Yeah

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills

Had a long night, but need some more in me

Had to switch the form, got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

Made it off the block into the hills

Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me

Had to switch the form, got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me (Hahaha)

[Verse 1: Future]

Knocked down that bitch, put a Glock on the switch

Passing out these pills, I done told y'all how to kill 'em

I done told y'all how to flip it, I done told y'all how to dress

I done told y'all how to pimp it (How to pimp it)

Designer my clothes, I designer my girl

Money, more mud, I mix codeine on hеr

From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor

Strappеd with a pole and I'm talkin' with my chest out

Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of 'em

Somethin' like a pro athlete, the way I crossed over

Trap nigga, extravaganza, I told you

One, two, three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you

Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (On my shoulder)

Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up

I'm a nuisance, got the coupe in it, go and spin it

Gotta wear diamonds, like it's a part of my religion

[Chorus: Travis Scott]

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills

Had a long night, but need some more in me

Had to switch the form, got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

Made it off the block into the hills

Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me

Had to switch the form got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]

Somethin' gettin' got, I gotta give

Either way it go, you know, it is what it is

Flip flop the soda, 'til it mix with the fizz

Try to Payola, that's a stitch in the biz'

I've been in, holed up, cookin' hits at the Ritz

Got a couple comin' over for visits from the strip

Love to come over for events to get bent

You leave with all your sins and then you try to repent (Yeah)

[Bridge: Travis Scott]

Mixin' Wockesha, mixin' Wockesha

Pour another liter, now I gotta eat her

Now I gotta eat her

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Future]

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills

Had a long night, but need some more in me

Had to switch the form, got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

Made it off the block into the hills

Slidin' to the Palms, got a four with me

Had to switch the form, got a new technique

Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

[Refrain: Future]

Made it to the block to the hills

Ain't answer my thoughts on these pills

Push up through the block, poppin' a seal

I got drip on me that ain't for sale

I get it, I'm a boss, pushin' 'til it ain't no limit

I spit in my bitch mouth, tell her "Keep hoes out our business"

Got an iced out lil' cross, but ain't doin' no repentin'

Money stuck to me, like it's lint

[Outro: Travis Scott]

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