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bos flip - locked in lyrics

[intro]
six
yup
y’all know what the f+ck goin’ on, nig’
(noisy on the beat)

[chorus]
i just locked back in with noisy, swear it’s been a while (i swear)
they like, “why you don’t diss on opps? ” them n+ggas be my child’ (i swear)
they like, “why you don’t tuck your glock?” i bring them choppers out (baow)
chopper start shootin’, i get angry, make my chopper smile (doo)
b+tch, i make that chopper go nuts
we smoke, get lit, don’t tell me, “slow up”
make a new opp pack for the gang to roll up
get two in a day, i dare they troll us (ha)
i dare them n+ggas troll us
bomb squad gang, we pull up, blow up (baow)
they send that lo’, we pull up, go up
they post they lo’, they know we show up (doo)

[verse]
six pop up, they know we rock out (on gang)
i’m jump out gang, they know we hop out (on gang)
f+ck them glocks, let’s bring the chop out (gang)
let’s get up now, see what that chop ’bout
run you down, see if your feet work
i see them boys, i bet i tweak first
beat they block, i know they street hurt
eat that d+ck up, know her knees hurt
faceshot gang, i know his t++th hurt (baow)
bullet holes all in his t+shirt (gang)
put that boy all on a t+shirt
bang it out, they know my heat work
run it back, go f+ck them skeeters
she top me off, i don’t f+ck no eaters
a mcqueens, i don’t rock adidas (i rock)
still “free [?]” ’til they free him (on gang)
ask them boys about them all
i up that b+tch, i ain’t never stall
‘zay, my brother, you gon’ ball
all he gotta do is gloss (graow)
i hit the head, his body fall
f+ck her face, beat up her jaws
told that ho, “keep on her drawers”
i’m quick to put a ho on pause
i’m quick to tell a b+tch, “get out”
the f+ck you say? b+tch, watch your mouth (mouth)
b came ’round gang, we slimed him out
them bags still in, ain’t seen a drought (aight)
them bags still in, we got them loads
all out the window crackin’ fours
all out the window sn+tchin’ souls (gang)
still buggin’ n+ggas for they poles
[chorus]
i just locked back in with noisy, swear it’s been a while (i swear)
they like, “why you don’t diss on opps? ” them n+ggas be my child’ (i swear)
they like, “why you don’t tuck your glock?” i bring them choppers out (i do)
chopper start shootin’, i get angry, make my chopper smile (on gang)
b+tch, i make that chopper go nuts
we smoke, get lit, don’t tell me, “slow up”
make a new opp pack for the gang to roll up
get two in a day, i dare they troll us
i dare them n+ggas troll us
bomb squad gang, we pull up, blow up
they send that lo’, we pull up, go up
they post they lo’, they know we show up

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