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yng vant - lock ft. fnb ace lyrics
[intro: yng vant]
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh (don’t lock)
huh, huh, huh, huh
[chorus: yng vant]
i got that b_tch right on lock, uh
i got that b_tch right on lock, uh
he can get hit with the dot, uh
yeah, that boy gettin’ popped, uh
come to the gang you get shot, uh
and we got that n_gga on watch, uh
diamonds jus flooded the watch, uh
and we cook ’em up in a pot, i’m f_cking that b_tch ’cause that b_tch is my thot
i’m liking her just ’cause she hot, i look at that ass i can tell that she squat
and yeah she getting the c_ck, i wore her out so she sleep on the cot
and i got the glock with the dot, i’m making her wet so i need a mop
[verse 1: yng vant]
mop it up
chop it up
they watching us, yeah
they flockin’ us
they poppin’ up
and top us up, yeah
and i know these b_tches is crazy, yeah
said she wantеd my baby, yeah
told that b_tch, “uh, maybe,” yeah
sikе i ain’t havin’ no babies, yeah
i’m finna ball to my eighties, yeah
send ’em to h_ll like he hades, yeah
i know these n_ggas is shady, yeah
so i gotta move safely, yeah
i got the glock it’s on safety, yeah
sike, i move like the navy, yeah
sike, i move like the navy, yeah
that means i move kinda wavy, yeah
[bridge: yng vant]
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh
huh, huh, huh, huh (don’t lock)
huh, huh, huh, huh
[verse 2: fnb ace & yng vant]
drop it, aye
drop it, aye
she keep askin’ when i’m gon’ drop the tape
just like you screamin’, it’s comin’ bae
but i gotta lock it up right now, today
put some more money inside of my safe
no more pocket money, had to get out them ways
as you can see i was born for this
them n_ggas my sons, can’t raise a new b_tch
got a big glocky and check out my wrist
you n_ggas be goin’ down into abyss
so heavenly so i ask god for the answers
all of these debts i can’t go on a ransom
b_tches with makeup they lookin’ like marilyn manson
glad we online ’cause i hate giving pen and pencils
don’t try and play in my face like it’s accidental
you keep on keepin’ these secrets it’s confidential
confidential, had to leave she f_ckin’ up my mental
yeah, i k!ll all these instrumentals
she said, “vant can you keep it gentle?”
so i treat her just like a rental
she all in my head like some f_ckin’ cantu
she give me that mouth, i ain’t talkin’ dental
she give me that mouth, i ain’t talkin’ dental
[chorus: yng vant]
i got that b_tch right on lock, uh
i got that b_tch right on lock, uh
he can get hit with the dot, uh
yeah, that boy gettin’ popped, uh
come to the gang you get shot, uh
and we got that n_gga on watch, uh
diamonds jus flooded the watch, uh
and we cook ’em up in a pot, uh
[outro]
don’t lock
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