[Dame Got It On Lock]

(Verse 1): Y2
Sucks for you cuz I’m still on ya neck this not a Hickie bitch
Don’t hit me with that iffy just start licking me like envelope
Still don’t write a thang but know my Pensacola like F-L-O
With this ice in my veins I’m trippy Hendrix minus over dose
Don’t need presence felt my presence missed Shaquille at free throw line
Don’t be PO-Lite
Cross me like DeeBo’s eyes
You gon need P-O-Lice
Paper stay on me like Muslims in bow ties
I won’t covert
Drip on me like I got B-AP-TISED
R.I.P LE-FT EYE
Don’t go chasing waterfalls less we wear ice
Don’t need red light
District this that dick I bet yo BM like
In DM
I am Dog like DMX but i don’t need no bike
One reason why got key to drive
Jump out that Jet
FO-R-T NITE
We occupied
Jumping out deep
Vince Carter 15
Get a ticket before I tip a bitch and valet park it everyday
I don’t burn crosses and wear white sheets but out that Jeep you gon see K K Ks everywhere
Snitches get stitches he a pork skin
Birds we on to Ostrich
Drop it off like Orphanage
Porsche for the dogs pushing 4 cylinders
Got the white bitch wit us she like sniffing off the Porcelain
Don’t explain what cordial is
We been as wild as George Clint
Floor plans more advanced it’s still look like a war land
Closest ring a hoe will ever get to that Olympic torch
Cuz loyalty ain’t enforced she only good for trapping tricks , extortion
Think guitar
No strings attached the difference is distortion
Sorest loser
Bullet wounds and scars is how we get rewarded
Ask me if I’m saint
That’s a N.O
We ain't from New Orleans
Kiss ya baby
Pour a 40
For ya whodie
This’ll all be over in the E.R
I’m wit Hosea in the D.R
Cuz I ain’t vote republican DO-MIN-I-CAN
Have a bitch in lap like Democrat guess we got fans
I ain’t bring sand to beach ironically her name Roxanne
Raise the bar for Nipsey ball and blue that shit like I got SLAUSON wit me
Most my n***as red do Lobster dinners I know monsters living
Not the kind in closet
Star of David
Pray then rob you n***as
In that Jean like Van Dame
I’ll be damned
Before you cross me you better inside with lots of Christians
Silent lamb
Noisy lil bitch putting all the dick in
Make em take a plan b before I touch the wheel and drop these bitches
Keep ya tongue still I ain’t taking care of all these children