Lyrics Lock On Me - Travis Scott , Metro Boomin , Future

Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding in a foreign got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me

Knock down that --put a glock on a switch
Passed out on these pills I don told ya how to kick it
I don told ya how to flip it
I don told ya how to dress
I done told ya how to pimp
Designer my clothes I designer my girl
Money mo mud I waste codeine on her
From the bando to Tokyo all different flavors
Strapped with a pole and I talk with my chest out
Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of em
Somethin like a pro athlete with the way I crossed over
Trap -- extravaganza I told ya
1,2,3 phantoms pullin up and I showed ya
Mud in my drink I got mud on my shoulder
Cookin models up poppin bottles up
I'm a nuisance in a coupe in it gonna spin in it
Gotta wear diamonds like it's part of my religion

Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding in a foreign got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me

Something getting got or gotta give
Either way it go you know it is
What it is
Flip flop the soda till it mix when it fizz
Try to payola that's a stitch in the biz
I been here hold up cookin hits at the Ritz
Got a couple comin over for visits from the strip
Let her come over for events to get bent
You live with all your sins and then you try to repent

Matching wockeishia, matching wockeishia
Pour another liter and I gonna eat it, and i'm gonna eat it

Playin with yourself and poppin' pills
Had a long night but need some mo' in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me
Made it off the block and to the hills
Sliding to the Palms got a four in me
Had to switch the form got a new technique
Had to get it going put a lock on me

Made it to the block to the hills
Ain't answering my thoughts on these pills
Push up through the block poppin a seal
I got drip on me that aint for sale
I get it im a boss I'm pushin till there aint no limit
I spit it in my --mouth tell her keep hoes out our business
Got a iced out cross but aint doing no repenting
Money stuck to me like it's lint