Locked In Songtext
von Baby Keem

How to find a new hoe?
I ran out of options
You ain′t gotta take it there
All you do is pop shit
All your niggas told on you
You don't even pop shit
Get the bag on touchdown
I like playing offence
All my places locked in
They don′t go nowhere, they locked in
They don't go nowhere, they locked in
They don't go nowhere, they locked in
They don′t go nowhere, they locked in


She fuck up a price tag
That my lil′ woah
Pick it up, it ain't fair
Get it then I go, go
Niggas try to hit a stain
But they moving so slow
Wylin′ at a red light
Cannon so they won't know

Ooh, baby you stupid bad
Know that bae in your bag
Know that bae
Put your pants on roller skates
Put your last on roller skates

She got a little attitude
You swear you so classy
I don′t wanna leave her alone
'Cause the pussy taste like candy


How to find a new hoe?
I ran out of options
You ain′t gotta take it there
All you do is pop shit
All your niggas told on you
You don't even pop shit
Get the bag on touchdown
I like playing offence
All my places locked in
They don't go nowhere, they locked in
They don′t go nowhere, they locked in
They don′t go nowhere, they locked in
They don't go nowhere, they locked in