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On Lock by Eighty8 Lee Lyrics

Genre: rap | Year: 2021

Yooo Truey can I talk my shit to this niggas ?

Is Eighty8

(Chorus)
Bitch don't trip I’m coming in hot 
Ima get you fix yeah
( prr )
Pull up try me a nigga get dropped
We taking his chips yeah 
(Yea yea)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We run this shit here
(got it on lock) 
Talk some shit then run to the cops 
We don't do this here 
(Police)

Where I'm at? 
I’m still at the stove 
I'm cooking my shit yeah 
(still at the stove)
Running your mouth
Then you got them problems
You can get clipped yeah 
(running it, running it)
Bitch don't trip I'm coming in hot 
Ima get you fix yeah
(Coming in hot)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We running this shit here 
(Got it on lock)

They want it  thru me they goin pay it tax 
You know my shit the coldеst (coldest)
Got them chopsticks nigga no cap 
That gat will blow yo whole shit (bow)
I don't talk ain't doing no chats, 
Pull up likе yeah lets go bitch (no talk)
Counting racks, all on my back 
But don't worry i noticed (I know)
Vvs is all on my mind
Oh  i need a bad bitch (bad bitch)
Only them 10's I’m fucking with dimes (I’m fxckin with dimes)
I told you chicks I'm savage 
Fuck that bull no wasting my time 
Shit I’m extremely focused (no waist my time)
Brr brr brr what happened to the boy? 
I'm on some idk shit (bruh bruh)
Try me I'm peeling your top back (top)
You see me? you niggas is not that (nooo)
Whip that shit houdini Nigga
Blue magic 
Ooh, ooh, man I better not stop that (nooo)
Hand on the choppa 
Never let go 
Just incase i gotta pop back (aye)
Trust no bitches ain't trusting no hoes 
That trust shit yeah i lost that (woah)
(Chorus)
Bitch don’t trip I'm coming in hot 
Ima get you fix yeah
(lite)
Pull up on me a nigga get dropped
We taking his chips yeah 
(doom doom)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We run this shit here 
(got it on, got it on)
Talk some shit then run to the cops 
We don't this here 
(run to the police)

Where I'm at? 
I'm still at the stove 
I'm cooking my shit yeah
(still at the stove)
Running your mouth
Then nigga got problems
Nigga you clipped yeah
 (clip)
Bitch don't trip I'm coming in hot 
Ima get you yo fix yeah
(Bo bo bo boom)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We running this shit here 
(Yea)
Verses 2

Count my chips I'm focused (focused)
You watching me count i noticed 
If you cause problem me N my crew
You'll see i can be soulless (soulless)
I ain't came with none of these suckas (no)
Man i can be the coldest (coldest)
Fuck all them if they ain't my brothers 
Money come fast no slow shit (yea)
Put years in it, i been on my grind 
I got it on lock now bet that 
Just don't come and waste none my time 
I flipped my bread then stacked that (flip it)
You know me i been on my shit 
No one can impact that (been on my, been on my)
Been in the mud so long money dirty 
But the hands stay clean and thats that 
For money no clouded emotions 
These women come back like i owed them (owe em )
This shit is a jungle watch out for yo jewels
Come around here they get stolen (stolen)
Got gangrene all on my wrist And the ice stay got damn frozen (frozen)
Talks is cheap talk more with your cash 
Money speaks way more often (yeah yeah)

(Chorus)
 bitch don't trip I'm coming in hot 
Ima get you fix yeah 
(coming in, coming in)
Pull up try me a nigga get dropped
We taking his chips yeah 
(Yea Yea)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We run this shit here 
(Got it on lock)
You talk some shit and run to the cops 
We don't this here 
(Running it, running it )

Where I'm at? 
I'm still at the stove 
(still at the stove)
I'm cooking my shit yeah 
Running your mouth
Then you got them problems
You can get clipped yeah 
(you can get clipped)
Bitch don't trip I'm coming in hot 
Ima get you fix yeah
(Coming in hot)
Oh my city i got it on lock 
We running this shit here 
(Boo)