Lock & Key Lyrics

Bitch don't holler don't bother

Bad bitch on top on bottom

I never decline top offer

Not copping properties

Got locks and keys on lock and key

Not proper

She my blossom I need to see often

We might possibly be the peak

Not fond of greed but need deep pockets

'Cause she deserve everything I see shopping

Need green in my wallet please

Need cheese to increase

Need be knee-deep in it

Lost in a sea of riches

Feature me fee's three digits

It's just business

Big interest on bills it's building

Drip coming in might fill this building

I'd kill to be making a killing

Thinking about living with the misses

In feelings

I just blew a rack on my future

Vastly improved

What you actually do sir

Trying to go viral with vaccine and booster

16 rapped and produced you're lacking

The truth hurts

Masterpiece fashion

Only Salvador Dalí shit match me

Closet a gallery

Cool shirts

Purple my suit

Worth many loot

My girl say I'm cute

I feel super

I need to be copping

An apartment for me and my partner

Be apart coming up August

Gonna be hard but if I just release me this art shit

We gon' see enough money I promise

Already on it

Got promise in me

Saw commas in recent

Not stopping until properly free

Trust

I'm only watering seeds

How hard could it possibly be

Flintstone shit my whip got legs

Get in

Yes this is how icon dress

Sick fit

On my wrist is time well spent

Tick tick

Meanwhile got my eyes on cheques

Mistress by my side

Lipstick on neck

Bite my time 'cause ain't shit left

All my guys on next

Zivsick, Kid Ro

I just know they distinct

Not distant get your eyes on them

Spend more than I can afford to

Bend a bad bitch over in my dorm room

Fashion exorbitant seen my orange shoes

Nolan's important

You're more orchids for you

Head to toe in grey tones today though

More on the way

Great clothes make me feel so cool

Plays put some Ks in my bankroll

Need me some great shows

Bitch I don't need no school

She pay for

She pay for dinner break the patriarchy

I been lil' bitter I ain't got no car keys

Why every interaction feel like marketing

I hate this part of me

I want the art scene all to myself

I'm gon' flaunt all my wealth when I got it

I'm gon' retire my parents to a cottage

Fuck your comparisons

Fuck all your comments bitch