lirik lagu on lock – bizzy banks
[intro]
grrah, grrah*grrah
yo nonzo, turn this up
get money
bizzy
uh (grrah)
grrah*grrah, boom
keepin’ that
uh
[verse]
they know i don’t smoke, but if an opp die (grrah)
i’m rollin’ n*ggas just for fun (grrah*grrah)
if you mentionin’ drizzy, walk wit’ your gun (facts)
if you don’t, that just mean you dumb (stupid)
gotta be on point on my sides, if you don’t take a charge you can’t be in my ride (my ride)
and if you think i’m playin’, n*gga, look in my eyes (my eyes)
ain’t pop in a minute, this sh*t got me fried (facts)
if i shine, you shine, n*gga we shine (we shine)
she callin’ my phone, but i’m hittin’ decline (decline)
she told me that she done, i sent her the peace sign
and if a b*tch friendly, then she can’t be mine (at all)
wait, who playin’ the opps in this sh*t?
how you ain’t know we was beefin’? (what?) we droppin’ they sh*t (like)
if they drive through the hood, then i’m flockin’ the whip (grrah)
if they throw a party, we stoppin’ the sh*t (grrah*grrah)
i got a bad lil’ thorough b*tch, light skin yellow b*tch (yellow b*tch)
with or without me, she good like melo, b*tch (melo, b*tch)
you ain’t got no bodies, but your name is still celibate (celibate)
why you on the block all day? you ain’t sellin’ sh*t (you ain’t sellin’ nun)
up in bel*air, rockin’ h*llstar
covid*19, i don’t dap, i give head nods (head nods, like)
i know one b*tch that suck d*ck for some airpods (haha)
prolly think i’m cappin’, i’m not
i’ll bring her to the block, she bad wit’ no bready, that b*tch cute and popped
she wanna drink and scream all day, she a thot (thot)
i don’t know ’bout y’all, but i got it on lock
every time that i drop, got the haters on hots (hots)
if a n*gga move wock, all you hear is a— (grrah)
put that boy in the sky, said you think he a— (star)
n*gga wanna be famous, we could make him a— (pah)
(grrah, grrah, grrah)
like, look
i’m a demon, i ain’t gotta explain (facts)
can’t a n*gga talk bad ’bout my name, i put on for myself
n*gga, f*ck is a gang? (gang)
what you got in your stash, prolly put on my chain (stupid)
just ’cause you got bread, don’t mean you ain’t lame
ls become normal, n*gga, charged to the game
first time in the booth, i just started spittin’ flame
ever since i got lit, they just want me to change
but i’m still in the streets, n*ggas know it’s real when it’s beef (real when it’s beef)
so you n*ggas better chill on the beats
don’t be mad when the feds go sweep (sweep)
they be tryna say music be the reason he deceased (‘ceased)
but don’t think that it’s sweet
n*ggas still hoppin’ out the jeeps (ha, grrah)
so you better move wit’ a technique (grrah*grrah), just in case n*ggas creep
you know these n*ggas playin’ for keeps, i know lil’ n*ggas spinnin’ for weeks (like)
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