Locked In

Lyrics

[Intro: Bando Supreme] Slide with the stick [Chorus: Bando Supreme] I do this shit in my sleep Remember the days they tried to tax me Run up the sack, then start rappin' Rat want smoke, then we wrapped 'em Roll them dice but not crapin' This my life but no caption Don't make a scene if you don't want action Chopper it sing like Toni Braxton Chasin' a bag, bitch, we lapped 'em Fuck with the gang, nigga, you locked in Punchin' the clock, but no, I'm not clocked in Walk with a stock, you know that I popped 'em She want a bag but she can't have it I'm in the field like I was drafted I got the water like I was baptized Fuck with the gang, know that it's mob ties [Verse 1: Bando Supreme] Run with the sack just like Elliot Fuck with the gang, you can get dealt with We gon' slide like it's Electric Shoot three times just like a hat trick No rewind, but they play this shit out on repeat Hit me juug and I just repeat Pack got sold soon as it was shipped I need six rings, we came for the 'chip [Verse 2: IceBirds] Can't fuck with the gang, you know we got mob ties Check out the whip, you know that it got frog eyes These niggas cap, these niggas all lies Spinnin' your block, know that we spend two times I know they fake, I see that shit through the blinds Ice on my time gon' leave you blind Ayy, ain't talkin' shit but some bucks If the gang say "It's up", then you know that it's stuck Hop in the Porsche and I whip it These niggas get bands, know that we juug across the city These nigga all in they feelings One wrong move, call up the gang and we drillin' They hate 'cause they still penny pinchin' We came from the ground, now we on top of the ceilin' Slide on them boys and we didn't leave a witness We got them choppers and Glocks, and extensions [Verse 3: 44 OakBoy] Slide on 'em, I had to ride on 'em Stay strapped with that .30, know I keep that fye on me Heard he was the middle man, I had to rob homie I'ma have to spin a bin, you play with my money, yeah Ride for me, girl, is you gon' ride for me? Die for me, shawty, is you gon' die for me? Would you tell me did you fall in love with me or for my money I can't love her sober 'cause I fell in love with me [Chorus: Bando Supreme] I do this shit in my sleep Remember the days they tried to tax me Run up the sack, then start rappin' Rat want smoke, then we wrapped 'em Roll them dice but not crapin' This my life but no caption Don't make a scene if you don't want action Chopper it sing like Toni Braxton Chasin' a bag, bitch, we lapped 'em Fuck with the gang, nigga, you locked in Punchin' the clock, no, I'm clocked in Walk with a stock, you know that I popped 'em She want a bag but she can't have it I'm in the field like I was drafted I got the water like I was baptized Fuck with the gang, know that it's mob ties