WHITEFACE - Lock Lyrics

Charge off da cred, dat shit gets nollied
Dropping off da trick like da bitch gets ollied
Uber Lyft it like super dick, mami
Move her hips in, like sit up listen
Robbin' on da hood like I was his henchmen
Swinging from a tree, yeah, my head get foggy
Vine Stem Sticks dangling in block-E
I be comin' up like big ass tsunami
Irukandji I be littered in your mommy
Paralyze her nani wit finger in her body
Hit it really hard, I be giving it karate
Yea I shook it in palm tree, you be looking in safari
Google this shit like who's ya business
Porno on da youtube click, you's da bitches
Find my big dick outside my britches
I be dropping shit like dis is potty!

Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit
Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit

Rollin through the street, dis topic up over ya'
Head on da front porch, live in Ansonia
Beat the dead horse ain't stopping no warrior
I be dropping oils dat' shits Cambodia
Powdering the world tropical euphoria
Relax you f*ckin be quiet, make the beat silent
I stomp FeeFiFoeFum giant
Welcome to the fulcrum I'm that only One
Goliath on da pussy, stretch it to California
Slingshot my nut all over foyer
What's da story cause yo! Im bored Af
Can't pay attention bitch cause I aint owing ya
I aint owing none like I aint f*ckin dumb
You can pay me on the other hand etch my Diamond
Fetch my finance, go get my islands
And all the treasure hiding like I'm employing ya!

Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit x2
Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit

Top down weed flows up it ignores us
Pressing wit da speed disappeared in the forest
I got shit locked down like its orange
You ain't even knowing shit you's is just a tourist
Satchel running outta' thistle I be at the florist
I don't give f*ck blow Flowers in your faces
I'm white face, taste sour in my platelets
Don't give a f*ck about da shit don't make me have ta waste it
Throw in the garbage can the shit is soundin' horrid
Mumble rapper, humble rapper split you in the storage
Air you out bitch I Kick you wit some Jordan's
Sprinkle in some more shit like I'm pickin' chuck Norris
Fist you with thesaurus Pistol whip you wit this chorus
My dick will get enormous when your lips are pressed upon it
Yo bitch you met the hornet I don't think get the portrait
So Im a spell it out for ya F.U.C.K. you... language!

Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit
Ain't saying nothing hot, Nah you not, OMG!
You' thinking that you top, Nah you not, OMG!
You aint hip and you aint hop, Nah you not, OMG!
Lil bitch, LiL dick, Lil kid, Lil shit