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lock in - nle choppa lyrics

[intro]
mm*mm
i keep seein’ red and i’m draped in the all black, hah

[verse 1]
i keep seein’ red, draped in the all black, hah
voices in my head sayin’, “get a n*gga whacked”
balenciaga fit with a bali gangster fashion
balenciaga b*tch got off runway up in paris
balenciaga kicks, you step on these and get embarrassed
knowin’ that i’m lit, my side b*tches wanna marry me
know i’m certified, a couple n*ggas wanna bury me
definition of provide, my pockets like a charity, i give back
my dog turned snake, he was a real n*gga, i give him that
keep word is was, benefit or doubts can make you lack
crippin’, but i’m seein’ red flashes, i had to fall back
call mе, i slid for you, i called and you ain’t call back
how that work? i put you first, can’t reimburse my lovе back
rode for you like hubcaps, that’s no cap, i’m speakin’ fact
give a n*gga love taps, it’s all love, but it’s a wrap
how we go from hugs and daps to slug and slaps? how we collapse?
man, i’m whole different lane
private jet, i rent the plane
think i might just buy a plane
fly ’til i am the plane
flawless diamonds on my chain
nick the jeweler did this thang
money make my pants hang, i walk like i ain’t got home*trained
my shooter, he ain’t got it all, he lost his sense on mojo
in his jail cell smokin’ ice spice [?] ’til he loco
institutionalized, he want chi chi’s, f*ck a bossa nova
all he know is homicide, he brainwashed, my top soldier
[chorus]
ayy, tell a n*gga, “lock in”
my focus up, my paper up, i’m feelin’ polished
her legs up, a freaky sl*t, and she in college
my head up, was fed up, i stayed solid
rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
balenciaga rain coat tellin’ the rain to go
rain, sleet, or snow, i chase a check, you movin’ slow
ayy, ‘fore i sell my soul, i’d rather go and sell a boat

[verse 2]
or a sell a ho and break a ho like she was somethin’ to smoke
game in the choke, they tappin’ out, but i ain’t lettin’ go
i’m gettin’ throat from that rap n*gga b*tch and he don’t know
don’t trust her though, don’t trust a ho as far as i can throw
in the mix like bakin’ soda
quick trip to indiana and ‘nola
take the switches off the toaster
binaries on the poker
every time i make a post, b*tches’ p*ssy gettin’ soakin’
n*gga better watch his ho, you ain’t heard they gettin’ stolen?
shawty had a ring around her finger, she was still open
come and get your b*tch, she choosin’, mama always said i’m chosen
only thing she get from me is d*ck and you be trickin’ over it
your b*tch leave her happy home just to f*ck up on my sofa
bis*xual b*tch, i f*ck her like a bear, we bipolar
can’t pick a b*tch, if it was up to me, want all of ’em
this glove won’t fit around this d*ck, i’m o.j. simpson brother
she got the wrong sized rubber, so raw how we f*ckin’
i’m curvin’ b*tches that i used to beat my d*ck to
tell vivica fox i treat cougars like they cook food
megan good, keep that sh*t tight for me and it’s understood
i ain’t no pastor, but if you want me to, i could and would
[chorus]
ayy, tell a n*gga, “lock in”
my focus up, my paper up, i’m feelin’ polished
her legs up, a freaky sl*t and she in college
my head up, was fed up, i stayed solid
rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
balenciaga rain coat, tellin’ the rain to go
rain, sleet, or snow, i chase a check, you movin’ slow
ayy, ‘fore i sell my soul, i’d rather go and sell a boat

[outro]
n*gga, lock in
and she in college
i’m feelin’ polished

- nle choppa lyrics

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