Lock Off(Remix) Lyrics

What's up? What's up baby? Oh yeah, six months

I know you're scared, don't be scared. Let me take that lock off

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, corner pocket, eight ball

And I leave em' dodo, why you tryna talk low

Who you wanna fuck though? Cause I know she on go, and I'm on go

What it hit for? Ain't no trick though

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, corner pocket, eight ball

Hot like sauce, you a weirdo , so get lost

I took a lock off, move my shit, it's U Haul

Recognize my flaws, MGM, I'm gon' pop off

Burn Uknit we gon' burn drawls

Die for a cause, always told Yall

O.G.'s gone get down, she gon' hold him down

He made he gone clown

Like Pac, we gon' get around, from the A town

Put this D down, baby we both grown

I'ma hold my own, cause I'm in a zone

Make my nature grow, take the lock off

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, corner pocket, eight ball

And I leave em' do-do

Why you tryna talk low? Who you wanna fuck though

Cause I know she on go, and I'm on go

What it hit for? Ain't no trick though

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, corner pocket, eight ball

I get my rocks off, when I fuck I'ma top off

I'm a boss like Rick Ross, her pussy is good raw

I kill all y'all, abandon all laws

I'ma vet always chase a check, what's next don't get caught

Been a fly nigga, count your money nigga

Time ticker, calculated every move nigga

I'm Who nigga, I'll knock your block off

Candler Road who got sauce, my bitch wanna fuck off

Burn unit we go off, money gang let's blow off

Got money to trick off, invest I bid off

Take the lid off, no flop

Smoke y'all can't X down, silence y'all we next out

That bitch got good mouth straighten my toes out

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, Corner pocket, eight ball

And I leave them do-do, why you tryna talk low

Who you wanna fuck though

Cause I know she on go, and I'm on go

What it hit for? Ain't no trick though

She bout to get knocked off, her pussy break laws

I'm a street nigga stand tall, corner pocket, eight ball