ON LOCK

Got your shit on lock ay
Bitch you out of luck ay
Try to win bitch
I say what the fuck, ay
(x2)

Bitch I got the motherfuckin gun I'm about to shoot you
Why you running? you ain't bulletproof!
Shoot your up and run off with your fucking loot
I ain't asking questions bitch, this ain't Kahoot

Rappel from the buliding, secrure the premises
Bitch you wish
Lock onto your fucking skull, I don't need no aim assist
Watch me lurk in the shadows, watch me hide in the mist
Man down, from the snipers nest

Bitch you gotta know that you messing with best
Come up with my tank, put your body to the test
All you motherfuckers sound the same, I ain't like the rest
Bitch doing the race alone, he still finish last

Blow your body to fucking pieces with my RPG
So much blood everywhere, I can't even see
Bro trynna step to me I was like really
If you come too close I'll stain your motherfucking tee

Rip your flesh off your bones, we boutta have a feast
Cook your meat real good, eat it up like a cannibal, to say the least
Ain't no worth cleansing your soul, ain;t no worth finding a priest
And don't worry about your family, they are already deceased

Got your shit on lock ay
Bitch you out of luck ay
Try to win bitch
I say what the fuck, ay
(x4)