PadLock

(Damn, always ridin' with my guns) (Damn, choppa bullets hittin' lungs) (Damn, shootin' that bitch 'cause it's fun) Go I don't wanna hear like none of that bitchin' Leave me alone Put a padlock on the trap Like don't hit my phone There's too much sh*t up in my mind that I can't cope You're adding more stress in my life Like I've had enough Talking 'bout rackies, talking 'bout Trap I'm calling your bluff You ain't have no band in your life Like that sh*t tough You ain't got no friends in your life Like you is alone Talking like a brick boy, talkin' 'bout bands Like you got none Two dumb bitches and abroad You can have that I need to bag me one I just need a bitch that I know can take that And throw back sum' Damn, always ridin' with my guns Damn, choppa bullets hittin' lungs Damn, shootin' that bitch 'cause it's fun Damn, .762's make you stand down Hit 'em up with a whole hunnid of rounds I ain't flodging, I ain't f**kin' around Dirty closet, 'cause it's fill up with pounds Dirty money come in different amounts Steady actin', yeah that boy is clown All the cappin', yeah that sh*t ain't allowed Pussy boy runnin' through all of his checks Ten racks, yeah that sh*t is allowance Go I don't wanna hear like none of that bitchin' Leave me alone Put a padlock on the trap Like don't hit my phone There's too much sh*t up in my mind that I can't cope You're adding more stress in my life Like I've had enough Talking 'bout rackies, talking 'bout Trap I'm calling your bluff You ain't have no band in your life Like that sh*t tough You ain't got no friends in your life Like you is alone Talking like a brick boy, talkin' 'bout bands Like you got none