Travis Scott, Future, Metro Boomin - Lock On Me lyrics

Travis Scott [Jacques Bermon Webster II]

Nayvadius DeMun Wilburn

Metro Boomin [Leland Tyler Wayne]

[Travis Scott, Future, Metro Boomin - Lock On Me lyrics]

Yeah yeah

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
(Ha ha ha)

Knocked down that bitch
Put a Glock on the switch
Passing out these pills
I done told y'all how to kill 'em
I done told y'all how to flip it
I done told y'all how to dress
I done told y'all how to pimp it
(How to pimp it)
Designer my clothes, I designer my girl
Money, more mud, I mix codeine on hеr
From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor
Strappеd with a pole and I'm
Talkin' with my chest out
Hang with the bros
We in Turks with the best of 'em
Somethin' like a pro athlete
The way I crossed over
Trap nigga, extravaganza, I told you
One, two
Three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you
Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder
(On my shoulder)
Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up
I'm a nuisance, got the coupe in it
Go and spin it gotta wear diamonds
Like it's a part of my religion

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Slidin' in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

Somethin' gettin' got, I gotta give
Either way it go, you know, it is what it is
Flip flop the soda
'til it mix with the fizz
Try to Payola, that's a stitch in the biz'
I've been in, holed up
Cookin' hit's at the Ritz
Got a couple comin' over for
Visit's from the strip
Love to come over for events to get bent
You leave with all your sins and
Then you try to repent (yeah)

Mixin' Wockesha, mixin' Wockesha
Pour another liter, now I gotta eat her
Now I gotta eat her

Playin' with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Slidin' to the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the form, got a new technique
Had to get it goin', put a lock on me

Made it to the block to the hills
Ain't answer my thoughts on these pills
Push up through the block, poppin' a seal
I got drip on me that ain't for sale
I get it, I'm a boss
Pushin' 'til it ain't no limit
I spit in my bitch mouth
Tell her "Keep hoes out our business"
Got an iced out lil' cross
But ain't doin' no repentin'
Money stuck to me, like it's lint

(Metro) yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah

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