Metro Boomin, Travis Scott, Future - Lock On Me (with Travis Scott & Future)

Yeah Yeah Playin' with yourself, I'm poppin' pills Had a long night, but need some more in me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me Made it off the block into the hills Slidin' in the foreign, got a four with me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me (Hahaha) Knocked down that bitch, put a Glock on the switch Parents shoutout these pills, I done told y'all to kill 'em I done told y'all to flip it, I done told y'all to dress I done told y'all to pimp it (How to pimp it) Designer my clothes, I designer my girls Money, more mud, I mix codeine on her From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor Strapped with a pole and I'm talkin' with my chest out Hang with the bros, we in Turks with the best of 'em Some like a pro athlete, the way I crossed over Trap nigga, extravaganza, I told you One, two, three Phantoms pullin' up and I showed you Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (On my shoulder) Cookin' models up, poppin' bottles up I'm a loose sense, got the coupe in it, go and spin it Gotta wear diamonds, like it's a part of my religion Playin' with yourself, I'm poppin' pills Had a long night, but need some more in me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me Made it off the block into the hills Slidin' in the foreign, got a four with me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me Somethin' gettin' got, I gotta give Either way it go, you know, it is what it is Flip flop the soda, 'til it mix what it fizz Try to Payola, that's a stitch in the biz' I've been in [?], cookin' hits at the Ritz Had a couple comin' over for [?] from the strip Love to come over for events to get bent You leave without your sins and then you try to repent (Yeah) Pour another liter, now I gotta eat her Now I gotta eat her Playin' with yourself, I'm poppin' pills Had a long night, but need some more in me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me Made it off the block into the hills Slidin' to the [?], got a four with me Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique Had to get it goin', put a lock on me Made it to the block to the hills Ain't answer my thoughts on these pills Put chef through the block, poppin' a seal I got shit on me that ain't for sale I get it, I'm a boss, pushin' 'til it ain't no limit I spit in my bitch mouth, tell her "Keep hoes out our business" Got an iced out lil' cross, but ain't doin' no repentin' Money stuck to me, like it's ventin' (Metro) Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah