PadLock

By F3NIX

Released on April 29, 2023

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[Intro]

(Damn, always ridin' with my guns)

(Damn, choppa bullets hittin' lungs)

(Damn, shootin' that bitch 'cause it's fun)

(Focus, comrade)


[Chorus]

Go

I don't wanna hear like none of that bitchin'

Leave me alone

Put a padlock on the trap

Like don't hit my phone

There's too much shit up in my mind that I can't cope

You're adding more stress in my life

Like I've had enough

Talking 'bout rackies, talking 'bout Trap

I'm calling your bluff

You ain't have no band in your life

Like that shit tough

You ain't got no friends in your life

Like you is alone

Talking like a brick boy, talkin' 'bout bands

Like you got none


[Verse 1]

Two dumb bitches and a broad

You can have that

I need to bag me one

And I just need that I know can take that

And throw back sum'


[Bridge]

Damn, always ridin' with my guns

Damn, choppa bullets hittin' lungs

Damn, shootin' that bitch 'cause it's fun

Damn, .762's make you stand down


[Verse 2]

Hit 'em up with a whole hunnid of rounds

I ain't flodging, I ain't fuckin' around

Dirty closet, 'cause it's fill up with pounds

Dirty money come in different amounts

Steady actin', yeah that boy is clown

All the cappin', yeah that shit ain't allowed

Pussy boy runnin' through all of his checks

Ten racks, yeah that shit is allowance


[Chorus]

Go

I don't wanna hear like none of that bitchin'

Leave me alone

Put a padlock on the trap

Like don't hit my phone

There's too much shit up in my mind that I can't cope

You're adding more stress in my life

Like I've had enough

Talking 'bout rackies, talking 'bout Trap

I'm calling your bluff

You ain't have no band in your life

Like that shit tough

You ain't got no friends in your life

Like you is alone

Talking like a brick boy, talkin' 'bout bands

Like you got none