Locked In

Lyrics

[Intro: DC2Trill] Yeah Yeah Locked and loaded, locked in, locked in, locked in (Flea) [Chorus: DC2Trill] Me and them shooters be locked in In the trap and I got your bitch knockin' Off three pills, got me nauseous Puttin' in work, I ain't punchin' no clock in Need me an eight, not seven for a walk-in I'm V.I.P., I'm movin' cautious Stupid bitch, I had to block her Give me the ball, I got pints in my locker Suckin' me up with no roof, had to stop her Lil' Moe float like Mary Poppins Man, these niggas movin' awkward We go back like Silkk the Shocker Third eye right by my chakra I'm on Fairfax, feel like Tyler Hit 'em lightning fast, powder Shootin' up right by her nostrils [Verse 1: DC2Trill] Thirty, keep it right undеr the clip Nerdy bitch gon' use hеr lips Swervin' in that new shit Urgent, yeah, I need the shit Perfect how I do this shit Catch me a play, I ain't need me no mitt That ain't no drank, niggas sippin' on fent' That ain't no dank, so I'm passin' this shit I ain't no pimp, but I'm mackin' a bitch She said she gon' pour my pint out, picture me slappin' a bitch High as the fuck, but ain't lackin' for shit Rockin' my mic, bitch feelin' like Nas With my eses doin' NOS Doin' this shit better than I was taught He tried to rob, all he heard was a pop [Chorus: DC2Trill] Me and them shooters be locked in In the trap and I got your bitch knockin' Off three pills, got me nauseous Puttin' in work, I ain't punchin' no clock in Need me an eight, not seven for a walk-in I'm V.I.P., I'm movin' cautious Stupid bitch, I had to block her Give me the ball, I got pints in my locker Suckin' me up with no roof, had to stop her Lil' Moe float like Mary Poppins Man, these niggas movin' awkward We go back like Silkk the Shocker Third eye right by my chakra I'm on Fairfax, feel like Tyler Hit 'em lightning fast, powder Shootin' up right by her nostrils [Verse 2: CEO Trayle] Ayy Ayy I was runnin' from the helicopters, get my Hi-Tech from the doctor Told the plug that niggas robbed me, nigga, I should get an Oscar I'm tryna make my family proud, nigga, I'm not tryna be like Oscar Got these niggas lookin' scared now like, "What he gon' do with that chopper?" She ride dick just like a chopper Ayy, load my clip, then fill the opps up Ayy, all these bullets gon' fill the spots up They said turn this bitch a notch up Fuck the rubber, she ain't knocked up Nigga, on my ma, I shoot his spots up They done gave the ball to C4, now I'm tryna run the clock up My team ain't arguin' front no niggas, deal with that shit in the locker I fell asleep in all my robbin' clothes, them was my pajamas She thought C4 had cooked this rice, bitch, that was Benihanas For shit sure, I paid for that hit, I gave him an honest I turned my bitch to Prada Pocahontas, double-R got a chauffeur for me Play the cards I was dealt with all my brothers, them my poker buddies Tryna talk to any of my bitches, they won't go for buddy Almost died with your homeboy, he your loafer buddy Uh, know to get one pie, get the knife and cut it, uh She don't let me pipe, then I first-night her buddy Got this AK with me, it look like I'm rifle huntin' Big C4 and Big DC, know we won't go for nothin', it's 4