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Lock On Me (Explicit) - Metro Boomin/Travis Scott/Future
Lyrics by：Allen Ritter/Leland Wayne/Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacques Berman Webster II/Christopher Townsend
Composed by：Allen Ritter/Leland Wayne/Nayvadius Wilburn/Jacques Berman Webster II/Christopher Townsend
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Playin' with yourself I'm poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some more in me
Had to switch the foreign car the 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
Hahaha
Knocked down that ***** put a Glock on the switch
Passing out these pills I done told y'all to kill 'em
I done told y'all to flip it I done told y'all to dress
I done told y'all to pimp it
How to pimp it
Designer my clothes I designer my girls
Money more mud I mix c*****e on her
From the bando to Tokyo different flavor
Strapped with a pole and I'm talkin' with my chest out
Hang with the bros we in Turks with the best of 'em
Some like a pro athlete the way I crossed over
Trap n***a 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
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 hold up cookin' hits at the Ritz
Had a couple comin' over for visits from the strip
Love to come over for events to get bent
You leave without your sins and then you try to repent
Mixin' Wockesha mixin' Wockesha
Pour another liter now I gotta eat her
Now I gotta eat her
Slidin' to the Palms got a four with me
Made it to the block to the hills
Ain't answer my thoughts on these pills
Put chef 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 ***** mouth tell her "Keep h*es out our business"
Got an iced out lil' cross but ain't doin' no repentin'
Money stuck to me like it's ventin'
Metro
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