Lock In lyrics

[Intro]
(Hey, Jay)

[Chorus: J.P.]
Hey, b*tch, lock in
Got the keys in this b*tch, come and hop in
Ayy, all that dumb sh*t get you boxed in
b*tch, it's me and brother Frank in this b*tch, finna clock in
Bro, if you don't want your b*tch took, you better keep her locked in
Better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah
With this di*k, I'm a soul snatcher, I'll make her eat it
Takin' trips, I'm the road master, put it on me
Ayy, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah
Better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah

[Post-Chorus: J.P.]
'Cause bro gon' take your b*tch (On God)
And I'm gon' take your b*tch (On God)
Bro gon' take your b*tch (On God)
On the G, I'm gon take your b*tch (On God)

[Verse 1: 414BigFrank]
Shorty, she a dancer how she hit the pole (Goddamn)
Know a lot of biddies, you the favorite ho (Goddamn, goddamn)
Shorty thick, shorty thick, yeah, I know (Know)
Lickin' on the pus*y, tryna take souls (Souls)
I'm so hands-on, baby, I'm so hands-on
Yeah, b*tch, I'm on business, yeah, I stand on it (Ooh)
Where her ass? n*gga, take your b*tch
n*gga, I ain't Drake, but I'm chillin' in the Six
Mmm, wait, mmm, wait
pus*y hella good, had to throw it on a plate
n*gga, I ain't Tay-K, sh*t, I really made the race
Huh, n*ggas savin' hoes, n*gga, put up on a cape
n*ggas fake, I ain't with the plays, stayin' out the way
That's your b*tch? Finna give her di*k after this date
Goddamn, feelin' well done, mami ever stay?
All that barkin', n*gga, no bite, shoot you where you lay
Boomerang, baby, you a bad b*tch (You a bad b*tch)
Boomerang, baby, you a bad b*tch (You a bad b*tch)
Boomerang, baby, you a bad b*tch (You a bad b*tch)
Boomerang, baby, you a bad b*tch (You a bad b*tch)
[Chorus: J.P.]
b*tch, lock in
Got the keys in this b*tch, come and hop in
Ayy, all that dumb sh*t get you boxed in
Ayy, me and brother Frank in this b*tch, finna clock in
If your want your b*tch, n*gga, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah
Hey, with this di*k, I'm a soul snatcher, I'ma make her eat it
Takin' trips, I'm the road master, put it on me
Ayy, takin' trips, I'm the road master, put it on me
Ayy, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah
Better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah

[Post-Chorus: J.P.]
'Cause bro gon' take your b*tch (On God)
And I'm gon' take your b*tch (On God)
'Cause bro gon' take your b*tch (On God)
On the G, I'm gon take your b*tch (On God)

[Verse 2: J.P.]
I'ma take her, I'ma f*ck her, sl*t her out
She a big booty b*tch, I like the way she bust it down
Throw that ass back, b*tch, ain't no time for runnin' now
I'ma beat the doonies down, like a king, where my crown?
Where my crown at?
I'm the king of jockin' b*tches out they jeans
I ain't gotta sell a dream, I just give this b*tch the meat
Ho, pretty ass b*tch, come and shake it for the fee
Oh
Big dude in her back, she gon' say, "No"
n*gga, I can make a b*tch sing to me
I bet she get to hittin' notes when I get up in that ass
Baby, make that ass clap
I'm tryna bam, bam
Let's get it on the cam, cam
[Chorus: J.P.]
Hey, you better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah
Better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, better keep her locked in, yeah

[Post-Chorus: J.P.]
I'm gon' take your b*tch (On God)
And bro gon' take your b*tch (On God)
'Cause I'm gon' take your b*tch (On God)
On the G, I'm gon take your b*tch (On God)

[Outro]
(Hey, Jay)