[Chorus]
Yeah, I got this shit on lock like some fuckin' prison gates
You claim that you gang, but I can tell you fake
Money stacking, pancakes, and your shit look like a crate
Yeah, I got this shit on lock like some fuckin' prison gates
You claim that you gang, but I can tell you fake
Yeah, he wanna take my spot, I can see it in his face
[Verse 1: JVLES]
Yeah, I'm breaking out the box, I said fuck a crate
International flights, in and out of state
Thought I was the biggest loser now my pockets gaining weight
Model bitches out of Chrysler, I think I might wife her
She taking all my kids, like she the Pied Piper
Right now I ride Toyota, I'ma turn it to a Viper
Yeah, I know they sending shots and we're dancing just like a sniper
[Verse 2: Kappa]
Check this money that I'm reaping, watch the scythe, bruh
Took my life by the handles, you in the side car
They used to talk down but now they gon' watch me rise up
Rocking new designer, shit don't come from China
Only avocados, pineapples in my wallet
Think I need a tailor, put extensions on my pockets
Went and bought a feat for some bread, you need to shoplift
Only silk up on my sheets, not fuckin' with the cotton
[Chorus]
Yeah, I got this shit on lock like some fuckin' prison gates
You claim that you gang, but I can tell you fake
Money stacking, pancakes, and your shit look like a crate
Yeah, I got this shit on lock like some fuckin' prison gates
You claim that you gang, but I can tell you fake
Yeah, he wanna take my spot, I can see it in his face
On Lock was written by Invader Kaide & Ned Kelly.
On Lock was produced by FISH.