On Lock -

So what you doin?

Gettin Lit

How bout you?

Fuck that shit

Metro boomin, want some mo

Drigsybaby got the hits

Richie souf, got that sauce, make them girls, rub on they clits

Just for a bit, eh, just for a bit, just for a bit

I could see us in the back seat swappin spit

This is how its going baby I am fine with it

If I caught you in the moment you were always down to hit

Now I miss that shit, and you know we got that

Hook:

Shit on lock down, shit on lock

And we do it, face down, ass up, face down, eh x2

Verse 2 (Nessly):

Niggas swearin they in the trap well no they not

Niggas know I’m Jimi Hendrix with the rock

I’m a work and I’m a scrape the fuckin pot

When I was younger I always wanted to count that guap yea

Big booty my hoes yea

Big boo to my trues yea

I like my shorty brown white car white just like Heidi Klum yea

Shorty top me while we drive I had to hit the cruise yea

Shoulda known she was gone blow me til we hit the fuse yea

Hook:

Shit on lock down, shit on lock

And we do it, face down, ass up, face down, eh x2