Xhulooo & Xjay - On Lock

Yeah (Uh, aye)
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah (Slatt)
Yeah
Yeah
Hop out, we just got back to the spot (Back to the spot)
Roll up that za, we ain't smoking on block
Heard he was dissing, got put to a stop (Put to a stop)
I done went up in this shit, like a stock (Aye)
Shawty wan' come through the crib, she a bop (Yeah)
Brodie got bags in, I'm tryna shop (Yeah)
My fit expensive, can't wear what I rock (What I rock, yeah)
Ask 'bout the game, I got it on lock (Naw)
Ain't gotta say it, this shit getting serious
Pour a shot, I ain't sippin' no syrup
Man, that shit got me feeling delirious (Wah)
They tap in, but can't listen to lyrics (Slatt)
I be spitting hot shit, like I'm furious (Skr!)
Niggas nosy as fuck, they too curious
Talkin' way too much, with no experience (Woah, woah, woah)
Steady kick shit, like a sensei (Steady kick)
In the stu, cookin' up wit Xjay (Cookin' shut up)
I don't give a fuck 'bout what your friends say (Nah, nah)
Leave a legacy behind, like Ben J
I just walked in, with a wrist-ache
Bet not try shit, that's a mistake
And I been swaggin', bitch you big late (Yeah, bitch you big late)
Hop out, we just got back to the spot (Back to the spot)
Roll up that za, we ain't smoking on block
Heard he was dissing, got put to a stop (Put to a stop)
I done went up in this shit, like a stock (Aye)
Shawty wan' come through the crib, she a bop (Yeah)
Brodie got bags in, I'm tryna shop (Yeah)
My fit expensive, can't wear what I rock (What I rock, yeah)
Ask 'bout the game, I got it on lock
Hop out, we just got back to the spot (Back to the spot)
Roll up that za, we ain't smoking on block
Heard he was dissing, got put to a stop (Put to a stop)
I done went up in this shit, like a stock (Aye)
Shawty wan' come through the crib, she a bop (Yeah)
Brodie got bags in, I'm tryna shop (Yeah)
My fit expensive, can't wear what I rock (What I rock, yeah)
Ask 'bout the game, I got it on lock (Naw)
Yeah (Uh, aye)
Yeah (Woah)
Yeah
Yeah (Aye)
Heard he was dissing, got put to a stop
I done went up-, I- I done went up, like a-
Yeah (Uh, aye)
Yeah
Yeah
(Xhulooo)
My fit expensive, can't wear what I rock
Ask 'bout the game, As- Ask 'bout the-, Ask 'bout the-

Written by:
Arturo LaMotta

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