"On Lock" lyrics
Grrah, grrah, grrah
(Yo, Nonzo, turn this up)
Get money
Bizzy
Uh
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Keepin' that
Uh
They know I don't smoke, but if an opp die (Grrah)
I'm rollin' niggas just for fun (Grrah, grrah)
If you mention Drizzy, walk with your gun (Facts)
If you don't, that just mean you dumb (Stupid)
Gotta be on point on my sides, if you don't take a charge, you can't get in my ride
And if you think I'm playin', nigga, look in my eyes
Ain't pop in a minute, this shit got me fried (Facts)
If I shine, you shine, nigga, we shine (We shine)
She callin' my phone, but I'm hittin' decline (Decline)
She told me that she done, I sent her the peace sign
And if a bitch friendly, then she can't be mine (At all)
Wait, who playin' the opps in this shit?
How you ain't know we was beefin'? (What?) We droppin' they shit (Like)
If they drive through the hood, then I'm flockin' the whip (Grrah)
If they throw a party, we stoppin' the shit (Grrah, grrah)
I got a bad lil' thorough bitch, light-skin yellow bitch (Yellow bitch)
With or without me, she good like Melo, bitch (Melo, bitch)
You ain't got no bodies, but your name is still celibate (Celibate)
Why you on the block all day? You ain't sellin' shit (You ain't sellin' nothin')
Up in Bel-Air rockin' Hellstar
COVID-19, I don't dap, I give head nods (Head nods, like)
I know one bitch that suck dick for some AirPods (Haha)
Probably think I'm cappin', I'm not, I'll bring her to the block
She bad with no bready, that bitch cute and popped
She wanna drink and scream all day, she a thot (Thot)
I don't know about y'all, but I got it on lock
Every time that I drop, got the haters on hots (Hots)
If a nigga move wock, all you hear is a— (Grrah)
Put that boy in the sky, said you think he a— (Star)
Nigga wanna be famous, we could make him a— (Bah)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, look
I'm a demon, I ain't gotta explain (Facts)
Can't a nigga talk bad on my name, I put on for myself
Nigga, fuck is a gang? (Gang)
What you got in your stash, prolly put on my chain (Stupid)
Just 'cause you got bread don't mean you ain't lame
L's become normal, nigga, charged to the game
First time in the booth, I just started spittin' flame
Ever since I got lit, they just want me to change
But I'm still in the streets, niggas know it's real when it's beef
So y'all niggas better chill on the beats
Don't be mad when the feds do a sweep (Sweep)
They be tryna say music be the reason he deceased ('Ceased)
But don't think that it's sweet
Niggas still hoppin' out the Jeeps (Ha, grrah)
So you better move with a technique (Grrah-grrah) just in case them niggas creep
You know these niggas playin' for keeps, I know lil' niggas spinnin' for weeks (Like)
(Yo, Nonzo, turn this up)
Get money
Bizzy
Uh
Grrah, grrah, grrah, boom
Keepin' that
Uh
They know I don't smoke, but if an opp die (Grrah)
I'm rollin' niggas just for fun (Grrah, grrah)
If you mention Drizzy, walk with your gun (Facts)
If you don't, that just mean you dumb (Stupid)
Gotta be on point on my sides, if you don't take a charge, you can't get in my ride
And if you think I'm playin', nigga, look in my eyes
Ain't pop in a minute, this shit got me fried (Facts)
If I shine, you shine, nigga, we shine (We shine)
She callin' my phone, but I'm hittin' decline (Decline)
She told me that she done, I sent her the peace sign
And if a bitch friendly, then she can't be mine (At all)
Wait, who playin' the opps in this shit?
How you ain't know we was beefin'? (What?) We droppin' they shit (Like)
If they drive through the hood, then I'm flockin' the whip (Grrah)
If they throw a party, we stoppin' the shit (Grrah, grrah)
I got a bad lil' thorough bitch, light-skin yellow bitch (Yellow bitch)
With or without me, she good like Melo, bitch (Melo, bitch)
You ain't got no bodies, but your name is still celibate (Celibate)
Why you on the block all day? You ain't sellin' shit (You ain't sellin' nothin')
Up in Bel-Air rockin' Hellstar
COVID-19, I don't dap, I give head nods (Head nods, like)
I know one bitch that suck dick for some AirPods (Haha)
Probably think I'm cappin', I'm not, I'll bring her to the block
She bad with no bready, that bitch cute and popped
She wanna drink and scream all day, she a thot (Thot)
I don't know about y'all, but I got it on lock
Every time that I drop, got the haters on hots (Hots)
If a nigga move wock, all you hear is a— (Grrah)
Put that boy in the sky, said you think he a— (Star)
Nigga wanna be famous, we could make him a— (Bah)
(Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Like, look
I'm a demon, I ain't gotta explain (Facts)
Can't a nigga talk bad on my name, I put on for myself
Nigga, fuck is a gang? (Gang)
What you got in your stash, prolly put on my chain (Stupid)
Just 'cause you got bread don't mean you ain't lame
L's become normal, nigga, charged to the game
First time in the booth, I just started spittin' flame
Ever since I got lit, they just want me to change
But I'm still in the streets, niggas know it's real when it's beef
So y'all niggas better chill on the beats
Don't be mad when the feds do a sweep (Sweep)
They be tryna say music be the reason he deceased ('Ceased)
But don't think that it's sweet
Niggas still hoppin' out the Jeeps (Ha, grrah)
So you better move with a technique (Grrah-grrah) just in case them niggas creep
You know these niggas playin' for keeps, I know lil' niggas spinnin' for weeks (Like)
Writer(s): Majesty Moses, Jesse Ogosi
