NLE Choppa - LOCK IN lyrics
NLE Choppa [Bryson Lashun Potts] Memphis, Tennessee. U.S.
[NLE Choppa - LOCK IN lyrics]
Mm-mm i keep seein' red and I'm
Draped in the all black, hah
I keep seein' red, draped in the all black
Hah voices in my head sayin'
"Get a nigga whacked"
Balenciaga fit with a Bali gangster fashion
Balenciaga bitch got off runway up in Paris
Balenciaga kicks
You step on these and get embarrassed
Knowin' that I'm lit
My side bitches wanna marry me
Know I'm certified
A couple niggas wanna bury me
Definition of provide, my pockets
Like a charity, i give back
My dog turned snake, he was a real nigga
I give him that keep word is was
Benefit or doubts can make you lack
Crippin', but I'm seein' red flashes
I had to fall back call mе, I slid for you
I called and you ain't call back
How that work? I put you first
Can't reimburse my lovе back
Rode for you like hubcaps, that's no cap
I'm speakin' fact
Give a nigga love taps, it's all love
But, it's a wrap
How we go from hugs and daps to
Slug and slaps? How we collapse?
Man, I'm whole different lane
Private jet, I rent the plane
Think I might just buy a plane
Fly 'til I am the plane
Flawless diamonds on my chain
Nick the jeweler did this thang
Money make my pants hang
I walk like I ain't got home trained
My shooter, he ain't got it all
He lost his sense on mojo
In his jail cell smokin' Ice
Spice 'til he loco
Institutionalized, he want Chi Chi's
Fuck a Bossa Nova
All he know is homicide, he brainwashed
My top soldier
Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in"
My focus up, my paper up
I'm feelin' polished
Her legs up, a freaky slut
And she in college
My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid
Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
Balenciaga rain coat tellin' the rain to go
Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check
You movin' slow ayy, 'fore I sell my soul
I'd rather go and sell a boat
Or a sell a ho and break a
Ho like she was somethin' to smoke
Game in the choke, they tappin' out
But, I ain't lettin' go
I'm gettin' throat from that rap nigga
Bitch and he don't know
Don't trust her though
Don't trust a ho as far as I can throw
In the mix like bakin' soda
Quick trip to Indiana and 'Nola
Take the switches off the toaster
Binaries on the poker
Every time I make a post
Bitches' pussy gettin' soakin'
Nigga better watch his ho
You ain't heard they gettin' stolen?
Shawty had a ring around her finger
She was still open
Come and get your bitch, she choosin'
Mama always said I'm chosen
Only thing she get from me is dick
And you be trickin' over it
Your bitch leave her happy home just
To fuck up on my sofa
Bisexual bitch, I fuck her like a bear
We bipolar
Can't pick a bitch, if it was up to me
Want all of 'em
This glove won't fit around this dick
I'm OJ simpson brother
She got the wrong sized rubber
So raw how we fuckin'
I'm curvin' bitches that I used
To beat my dick to
Tell Vivica Fox I treat cougars
Like they cook food megan good
Keep that shit tight for
Me and it's understood
I ain't no pastor, but if you want me to
I could and would
Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in"
My focus up, my paper up
I'm feelin' polished
Her legs up, a freaky slut and she in college
My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid
Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
Balenciaga rain coat, tellin' the rain to go
Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check
You movin' slow ayy, 'fore I sell my soul
I'd rather go and sell a boat
Nigga, lock in and she in college
I'm feelin' polished
Draped in the all black, hah
I keep seein' red, draped in the all black
Hah voices in my head sayin'
"Get a nigga whacked"
Balenciaga fit with a Bali gangster fashion
Balenciaga bitch got off runway up in Paris
Balenciaga kicks
You step on these and get embarrassed
Knowin' that I'm lit
My side bitches wanna marry me
Know I'm certified
A couple niggas wanna bury me
Definition of provide, my pockets
Like a charity, i give back
My dog turned snake, he was a real nigga
I give him that keep word is was
Benefit or doubts can make you lack
Crippin', but I'm seein' red flashes
I had to fall back call mе, I slid for you
I called and you ain't call back
How that work? I put you first
Can't reimburse my lovе back
Rode for you like hubcaps, that's no cap
I'm speakin' fact
Give a nigga love taps, it's all love
But, it's a wrap
How we go from hugs and daps to
Slug and slaps? How we collapse?
Man, I'm whole different lane
Private jet, I rent the plane
Think I might just buy a plane
Fly 'til I am the plane
Flawless diamonds on my chain
Nick the jeweler did this thang
Money make my pants hang
I walk like I ain't got home trained
My shooter, he ain't got it all
He lost his sense on mojo
In his jail cell smokin' Ice
Spice 'til he loco
Institutionalized, he want Chi Chi's
Fuck a Bossa Nova
All he know is homicide, he brainwashed
My top soldier
Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in"
My focus up, my paper up
I'm feelin' polished
Her legs up, a freaky slut
And she in college
My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid
Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
Balenciaga rain coat tellin' the rain to go
Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check
You movin' slow ayy, 'fore I sell my soul
I'd rather go and sell a boat
Or a sell a ho and break a
Ho like she was somethin' to smoke
Game in the choke, they tappin' out
But, I ain't lettin' go
I'm gettin' throat from that rap nigga
Bitch and he don't know
Don't trust her though
Don't trust a ho as far as I can throw
In the mix like bakin' soda
Quick trip to Indiana and 'Nola
Take the switches off the toaster
Binaries on the poker
Every time I make a post
Bitches' pussy gettin' soakin'
Nigga better watch his ho
You ain't heard they gettin' stolen?
Shawty had a ring around her finger
She was still open
Come and get your bitch, she choosin'
Mama always said I'm chosen
Only thing she get from me is dick
And you be trickin' over it
Your bitch leave her happy home just
To fuck up on my sofa
Bisexual bitch, I fuck her like a bear
We bipolar
Can't pick a bitch, if it was up to me
Want all of 'em
This glove won't fit around this dick
I'm OJ simpson brother
She got the wrong sized rubber
So raw how we fuckin'
I'm curvin' bitches that I used
To beat my dick to
Tell Vivica Fox I treat cougars
Like they cook food megan good
Keep that shit tight for
Me and it's understood
I ain't no pastor, but if you want me to
I could and would
Ayy, tell a nigga, "Lock in"
My focus up, my paper up
I'm feelin' polished
Her legs up, a freaky slut and she in college
My head up, was fed up, I stayed solid
Rainy days rained on me, when it rain it pour
Balenciaga rain coat, tellin' the rain to go
Rain, sleet, or snow, I chase a check
You movin' slow ayy, 'fore I sell my soul
I'd rather go and sell a boat
Nigga, lock in and she in college
I'm feelin' polished
About the song NLE Choppa - LOCK IN
The rising star in the rap industry, has once again captivated his fans with his latest release, "LOCK IN." The song has generated significant buzz among listeners, and fans are eagerly sharing their reactions and opinions.
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Bryson Potts lyrical prowess and musical talent shine through in "LOCK IN." Fans are quick to label him as one of the best rappers in the game, praising his unique flow and captivating delivery. The song's infectious beat is also widely appreciated, with its intensity and energy adding to the overall appeal.
Artist has cultivated a loyal fanbase that spans across the globe. Comments from fans in various countries, including the United States, South Africa, Russia, Bangladesh, and Uganda, demonstrate the global reach of his music. Supporters commend his authenticity and the relatable nature of his lyrics, which have helped him connect with listeners on a deep level.
One of the most prominent themes in the comments and reviews is rapper's exceptional work rate and consistent output. Fans praise his relentless dedication to his craft, as he consistently drops hit after hit. Listeners express admiration for his grind and work ethic, highlighting his ability to maintain quality while producing music at such a rapid rate.
Bryson Potts lyrical prowess and musical talent shine through in "LOCK IN." Fans are quick to label him as one of the best rappers in the game, praising his unique flow and captivating delivery. The song's infectious beat is also widely appreciated, with its intensity and energy adding to the overall appeal.
Artist has cultivated a loyal fanbase that spans across the globe. Comments from fans in various countries, including the United States, South Africa, Russia, Bangladesh, and Uganda, demonstrate the global reach of his music. Supporters commend his authenticity and the relatable nature of his lyrics, which have helped him connect with listeners on a deep level.
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