Got It On - Wilx

Got it on lock

Keep it in stock

Steady switching up spots

Running rentals all winter, summertime get hot

Gotta pull out the drop

Nigga got drip got drop

Niggas switched up, flip flop

Showing fake love, threw salt

Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain’t my fault

Wilx like silk, got game for a lame

Wilx want funds, give fuck bout fame

Hoes i dont know wanna give me brain

Call me by my IG name

Remember days was full of rain

Smoking by my windowpane

Now i be living out my dreams

Look out the window on the plane

Feels good to be traveling

I’m throwed like a javelin

I got the sauce wit no additives

Nigga the trap is my habitat

Walk in this bitch and inhibit it

You feeling froggy then ribbit then

Giving my niggas the game

It’d be lame to prohibit them

Niggas doing shit for a show like pimp my ride

You like Xzibit is

The morals and shit that we stand for

You can’t exhibit this, you can’t get rid of this

Nothing as sick as this, this is like Hepititus

Locked in like a hypnotist

Sound like i’m singing them hymnals

Locked in 'cuz i want me some M & M’s

Got it on lock

Got it on

Got it on

Got it on lock

Had to switch up the spot

Summertime had to pull out the drop

Got it on lock

Got it on

Got in on lock

Got it on lock

Keep it in stock

Steady switching up spots

Running rentals all winter, summertime get hot

Gotta pull out the drop

Nigga got drip got drop

Niggas switched up, flip flop

Showing fake love, threw salt

Wilx like Silk, Oh it ain’t my fault