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blo - locked in lyrics

[intro]
(dollaz cooked this sh+t up)
yeah

[verse]
they ain’t seen me in a long time
but you can ask my mama, i got over two hundred thousand on chains
three+hundred+dollar soda in my cup, but this ain’t nothin’ but two lines
gsp ain’t talkin’ ’bout sh+t, this a redeye h+llcat, you know that i’m flyin’
f+ck the gsp, still ain’t got my ged
ask why i don’t care ’bout trump, i ain’t never get no ppp
beam on the back of the yeah, it turn red, that lil’ ho led
this the last call on this charger, this the super bee
posted her on my story, it got my ho thinkin’ i talk to supa peach
stole a car in the middle of the morning, don’t know how it still had the key
i play one of the cars to his tune, i just charge him a fee
if only i ain’t come back to jail, i don’t even know where i’d be
what if i’d be on tour? i know i’d with your wh0re
add the six+piece to the twenty+fifth floor, see the whole city if you open it up
strapped up bad, we was ready for war, now everybody gone
gotta stand on all ten and handle that business when you on your own
heart, i dressed her down and chromed her heart, i better leave her alone
college, i f+cked her right at the door
six, i took her right to the soul
gresham, backstreet ridin’ in a black truck
i’ma shoot back, i ain’t puttin’ my hands up
booked for advance, i been had my bands up
that’s still my mans, i swear i won’t change up

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