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locked in - digbar & mannyily lyrics

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[chorus: mannyily]
too locked in, lil’ b*tch, i can’t f*ck with yo problems (with yo problems)
everyone sayin’ we switched like you just make no dollars (ha)
everyday playin’ the same but you know i make commas
fo*fo*focussed on my bag, don’t know why you still talkin’ (gra)
she stop f*ckin’ with me ’cause i say i got options (i got options)
money go ’round through my family, b*tch, you could say it’s adopted
posted on our feed, don’t know why you still watchin’
that he was cryin’, brodie found out that i got the strap in my closet

[verse 1: digbar]
i keep the strap in the closet n*gga but on god, i really don’t use it
i just be rappin’ this sh*t off the dome n*gga, when i’m makin’ this music
i got so many b*tches hittin’ up my phone n*gga, i be pickin’ and choosin’
when it come to gettin’ money, we be gettin’ money, n*gga, you know we never losin’
digbar and manny on top, the rest of you rap n*ggas at the bottom
i got the bl!ck and i threw it to manny, then manny picked that b*tch up and he shot him
b*tch, i’m locked in, i just made like 200k in a day
b*tch, i’m locked in, i don’t give a f*ck what you, or you gotta say, b*tch, i’m locked in

[chorus: mannyily]
too locked in, lil’ b*tch, i can’t f*ck with yo problems (with yo problems)
everyone sayin’ we switched like you just make no dollars (ha)
everyday playin’ the same but you know i make commas
fo*fo*focussed on my bag, don’t know why you still talkin’ (gra)
she stop f*ckin’ with me ’cause i say i got options (i got options)
money go ’round through my family, b*tch, you could say it’s adopted
posted on our feed, don’t know why you still watchin’
that he was cryin’, brodie found out that i got the strap in my closet (manny, shut up)
[verse 2: mannyily]
get back, i’ma take off in a jetpack
she don’t like me and i get that, all of my money i get that
pull up on a goth b*tch, hoppin’ on top, they tellin’ her where is the neck at
i hit from the back, i’m makin’ it clap, i beat on my chest like a [?]
’bout time that i’ma go on, she hop on my d*ck like a frog
you gettin’ no money, it’s odd, while i’m stackin’ up to the top
(uh, while i’m stackin’, while i’m stackin’ up to the top)
while i’m stackin’ up to the top, hah

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