Lyrics Padded Locks - Ghostface Killah , Mick Jenkins
Somebody
put
me
on
a
leash
I′m
bucking
wild
like
the
AK
'cause
it
came
from
Kaytra
I
point
it
down
so
you
can′t
escape
her
Even
if
you
duck,
duck
goose
neck,
your
Canada
Goose
wet
Barred
up
from
your
boots
to
your
crewneck
This
that
blue
flame,
put
the
green
to
this
shit,
this
that
blue
dream
Put
your
schemes
to
the
test
in
real
life,
Bet
you
need
a
vest,
bet
you
need
a
vet
Niggas
bitin'
crazy,
already
seen
a
death
by
rabies
Niggas
gettin'
lazy
diggin′
holes
and
pushing
daisies
Boonk
actin′
like
it's
gravy
lookin′
crazy
on
the
internet
Niggas
dirty
dancin',
no
Patrick
Swayze
Lover
don′t
get
caught
on
your
Savion
Glover
for
these
white
boys
They
out
here
cancelling
plans
at
the
last
minute
You'll
deny
it
then
admit
it
That
type
mad
different,
but
I
ain′t
mad,
I'm
high
as
a
kite
Trippin'
supplyin′
the
light,
niggas
can′t
buy
this
advice,
listen
Caution
with
questioning
shit
niggas
that
claim
you
bitching
Get
straight
to
the
money
whenever
your
hand
start
itching
Know
that
if
you
Rodman
you'll
never
be
Mike
or
Pippen
And
you
gotta
know
that
ain′t
me
dissin',
dodgin′
smoke
screens
That
ain't
the
Piff
in
the
air
or
nigga
smokin′
different
Could
read
the
same
bible
but
niggas
quote
it
different
They
finna
do
clean
water
just
like
Prohibition
Already
know
the
mission,
why
they
keep
on
missing
We
grow
more
efficient
Gotta
have
it,
please
excuse
the
water
bottle
habit
Finger
spazzing,
make
a
nigga
think
this
semi
fully
automatic
Fuck
the
dramatics,
we
get
through
them
locks
when
they
padded
I
never
had
it,
gotta
get
the
free
gotta
have
it
(gotta
have
it)
Gotta
have
it,
please
excuse
the
water
bottle
habit
Finger
spazzing
make
a
nigga
think
this
semi
fully
automatic
Fuck
the
dramatics,
we
get
through
them
locks
when
they
padded
I
never
had
it,
gotta
get
the
free
gotta
have
it
(gotta
have
it)
Ay
yo
these
niggas
mad
thirsty
for
the
fame
and
glory
You's
as
basic
as
a
baby
daddy
on
Maury
Fuck
your
fake
chain
blingin',
autotune
singin′
I′m
a
killer
bee
straight
out
the
hive
and
I'm
stingin′
Dirty
sling
Doctor,
botox
your
girls
lips
up
We
soul
trainin'
′em
like
Don
Cornel,
get
your
dick
sucked
We
fist
fuckin'
the
money,
we
runnin′
down
jewelers
We
flooded
backstage
out
like
ice
in
the
coolers
Fuck
the
rulers,
Donald
Trump
is
a
piece
of
shit
I
got
36
chambers,
hollow
tip
in
the
clip
Smoke
a
dick,
no
time
for
the
games
and
dramatics
We
blessed
every
morning
with
today's
mathematics
Put
a
hole
in
your
cabbage,
quick
to
fuck
up
your
party
Off
your
whole
set
nigga,
you
can
ask
Cardi
We
used
to
lose
our
cracks
and
we
was
runnin'
from
the
narcies
Now
we
watchin′
Shark
Tank,
rolls
up
in
the
marquees
Gotta
have
it,
please
excuse
the
water
bottle
habit
Finger
spazzing,
make
a
nigga
think
this
semi
fully
automatic
Fuck
the
dramatics,
we
get
through
them
locks
when
they
padded
I
never
had
it,
gotta
get
the
free
gotta
have
it
(gotta
have
it)
Gotta
have
it,
please
excuse
the
water
bottle
habit
Finger
spazzing,
make
a
nigga
think
this
semi
fully
automatic
Fuck
the
dramatics,
we
get
through
them
locks
when
they
padded
I
never
had
it,
gotta
get
the
free
gotta
have
it
(gotta
have
it)
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