Uh, yeah, ayy, ayy
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
Yeah
Stay down, stay patient
All about a dollar I been doin' what it's takin' (huh)
Late night, early morning, rotation (huh)
Time is money, no, a nigga can't waste it (huh)
Suit and tie behind these tints, yeah it's presi (presidential)
How the f*ck I work this whip, it's a Tessie (ain't no buttons)
How you wanna be my bitch, you just met me (hell nah)
Said she wanna go and kick it, I ain't Messi
Always slidin' with that stick, Wayne Gretzky
Niggas tryna test me, don't know how to ACT (hell nah)
Get 'em gone, make it easy like ABC (yeah)
Next day I think I seen 'em on ABC
More bullets than the score on my SAT
All this ink on my body, skin can't breathe
She call me Pretty Ricky way she grind on me
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it
Ayy
Limo tint the Escalade, straight to the lil joint
Life I love it, but still hate it when they scream n point
Coke 1's touch the flo, but the hoodie different
Last week a lil bitch said I'm the think she missin'
Like don't you know that we a flood the club
Like don't you know, even my bitch can up a dub
Light aura, but the scent on the white tee
Motion havin' town nigga, only right I got light freeze
42, in some 43s, it ain't hard to tell
Yeah my dawg Vic said he tryna hit bavel
Young boss nigga, focus get yo funds up (yeah)
Yeah my plug got that shit, it f*ck yo lungs up
You know dat we fly (hey)
But u know we gon pop our shit (mhm)
We gon pop our shit (mhm)
Yeah
We gon pop our shit (I swear)
They call me mista get right (ayy)
F*ck up it like it's yo moment (go crazy)
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
Richard - Lock Out (feat. Ryan J) Lyrics
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Uh, yeah, ayy, ayy
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
Yeah
Stay down, stay patient
All about a dollar I been doin' what it's takin' (huh)
Late night, early morning, rotation (huh)
Time is money, no, a nigga can't waste it (huh)
Suit and tie behind these tints, yeah it's presi (presidential)
How the f*ck I work this whip, it's a Tessie (ain't no buttons)
How you wanna be my bitch, you just met me (hell nah)
Said she wanna go and kick it, I ain't Messi
Always slidin' with that stick, Wayne Gretzky
Niggas tryna test me, don't know how to ACT (hell nah)
Get 'em gone, make it easy like ABC (yeah)
Next day I think I seen 'em on ABC
More bullets than the score on my SAT
All this ink on my body, skin can't breathe
She call me Pretty Ricky way she grind on me
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it
Ayy
Limo tint the Escalade, straight to the lil joint
Life I love it, but still hate it when they scream n point
Coke 1's touch the flo, but the hoodie different
Last week a lil bitch said I'm the think she missin'
Like don't you know that we a flood the club
Like don't you know, even my bitch can up a dub
Light aura, but the scent on the white tee
Motion havin' town nigga, only right I got light freeze
42, in some 43s, it ain't hard to tell
Yeah my dawg Vic said he tryna hit bavel
Young boss nigga, focus get yo funds up (yeah)
Yeah my plug got that shit, it f*ck yo lungs up
You know dat we fly (hey)
But u know we gon pop our shit (mhm)
We gon pop our shit (mhm)
Yeah
We gon pop our shit (I swear)
They call me mista get right (ayy)
F*ck up it like it's yo moment (go crazy)
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
Yeah
Stay down, stay patient
All about a dollar I been doin' what it's takin' (huh)
Late night, early morning, rotation (huh)
Time is money, no, a nigga can't waste it (huh)
Suit and tie behind these tints, yeah it's presi (presidential)
How the f*ck I work this whip, it's a Tessie (ain't no buttons)
How you wanna be my bitch, you just met me (hell nah)
Said she wanna go and kick it, I ain't Messi
Always slidin' with that stick, Wayne Gretzky
Niggas tryna test me, don't know how to ACT (hell nah)
Get 'em gone, make it easy like ABC (yeah)
Next day I think I seen 'em on ABC
More bullets than the score on my SAT
All this ink on my body, skin can't breathe
She call me Pretty Ricky way she grind on me
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it seen it in my dreams
Knew I was gon make it
Ayy
Limo tint the Escalade, straight to the lil joint
Life I love it, but still hate it when they scream n point
Coke 1's touch the flo, but the hoodie different
Last week a lil bitch said I'm the think she missin'
Like don't you know that we a flood the club
Like don't you know, even my bitch can up a dub
Light aura, but the scent on the white tee
Motion havin' town nigga, only right I got light freeze
42, in some 43s, it ain't hard to tell
Yeah my dawg Vic said he tryna hit bavel
Young boss nigga, focus get yo funds up (yeah)
Yeah my plug got that shit, it f*ck yo lungs up
You know dat we fly (hey)
But u know we gon pop our shit (mhm)
We gon pop our shit (mhm)
Yeah
We gon pop our shit (I swear)
They call me mista get right (ayy)
F*ck up it like it's yo moment (go crazy)
You ain't never got no bands for the walk out
You ain't never made the bottle girls pop out
You ain't never threw it up, make it fall down
You ain't never blew a check, niggas savin' now (huh)
Money talk, we the talk now
Niggas still ain't makin' plays, it's a lock out
Teach you how to get a bag, niggas drop outs
Put the team up on my back like a box out
Writer: Ryan Jenkins, Richard Walker
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid