Locked In Freestyle ft. Richski Lyrics

I wanna go to L.A

If I got it, then gang got it, bitch, we two out there

Big ass R.A., can't fit in my pants, just hold it in my hands

Goofy bitch, I pass her to my mans, no, we cannot be friends

Say, say, just call me if you got it, man, that's if I can

My phone be ringin', back to back, they guess the candy, man

Pull up in that new bar, drop the zap off, skirt off in the wind

New boxin', pick up the extra speed, multiply that by ten, exotic gas

Don't need to roll that wood up, I just need a gram

She like, who these hoes? Under your picture, it's all on Instagram

My Glock like a picture, if they miss you, shit just like a cam

Ain't nobody trippin', bout these oppos, turn them into fans

She love when I get up on the stage, she sound like, clap her hands

Forgot she with her nigga, he gon' beat her, help her if I can

Help her if I can, help her if I can

Sit back in your seats, they hit them lights, this lil' shit get a sight

One hundred and sixty, ballin' through traffic, now we outta sight

Always been the type to keep my gun, but I just love to fight

This money hand went left, so I went left with them niggas goin' right

I think they snakes tryna snake me for my cake

If I got it and you need it, you can always take my place

I can't hang around no snakes, you heard them loud sounds comin' in

They choppa, fop, bop, bop, hallows smacked him and his mans

High speed kings, we takin' tasks, just up the score, we up by ten

I had beef with this one white dude, left him slumped up in the Benz

Brand new bad bitch, she so thick, she want me, fuck her and her friends

That's a setup, I can't go, niggas camped out in the tent

Ohh you fried, shop with Richki, he throw G's in for the ten

I'm in church with my G-Lock, you know Jayducee committed sins

That shit was easy-peasy, lemon squeezy, bitch, I'm extra greasy

Got your bitch, she where the shooter's be, lil' bitch, I feel like sleazy

Got two nines, bitch, I'm toxic ', pop that bitch, she tried to leave me

Let off shots, you can't see in for any nigga tryna bleed me

Walk down gang, no, we don't fight, buck a left and buck a right

When I catch you, it's on sight, bitch, I'm tryna take a life

On my mama, we don't cry when niggas die, we goin' slide

Got his mama in the room, she on her knees, she askin' why

She like diamonds, it don't pearl, yeah, I know that ain't your girl

Bitch, you crazy, I can't love your bitch, you know that this ducee world

Y'all, niggas already know what the fuck going on, man, Jayducee and this motherfucker

Me and Richki had to rip this shit on gang