This track serves as a commentary on the artists' rise to fame and their experiences in the music industry. The repeated phrase "Ima Lock Out" could be interpreted as an assertion of dominance, indicating that they are shutting out competition and asserting their position at the top. References to material wealth such as "big knots in my pocket" and "diamonds round my neck" serve to emphasize their success. Their disdain for fake behavior is expressed through lines like "I don’t fuck with fake shit." The line "Wrote this shit you could call me an author" suggests a pride in their lyrical creativity. Overall, this song seems to encapsulate the artists' journey from obscurity to recognition, highlighting their determination, ambition, and resilience along the way.
LOCK OUT
Lyrics
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Bitch I’m hot now. I do shit that I wanna do
Yo main bitch come through and she got the juice
Yeah I’m young but I’m looking like a father
Wrote this shit you could call me a author
I’m in my bag like a puppy with a white woman
I don’t go and daze. I just sit back and count money
I don’t fuck with fake shit. I don’t do the hating. I’m just getting money I ain’t tryna complicate
If the bitch got some cake you know I had ate
Put some D up on the plate and now she all on my plate saying pass the Henny
Shorty wanna buss down man she looking good as fuck she like my bustdown
You could start calling me busy cuz I’m up now
MTV come through cuz I’m up now
All these hoes here I’m finna lock em down
If a nigga talking shit I’m finna knock em’ down
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Big knots in my pocket take off like a rocket
Speak on my dick you get hit with this rocket
Wave shit that’s my shit. Niggas start mosh pit
I can not slow up I’m flipping bags now
I’m getting cash now used to be class clown
Diamonds round my neck you see from a mile
Yo bitch she ugly she smoke black and milds
Hold up a while. Who said SB’s went out of style
When I pull up with gang we a show stopper
And I’m throwing them hunnids with gang gang
Smoking gas and then kick shit like Judo
Not from this world I came out from Pluto
Origami all these niggas stay folding
And I flex on a bitch Eddie Guerrero
I’m a king I’m a pharaoh
Don’t be throwing no shade a sombrero ya dig
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Bitch I’m hot now. I do shit that I wanna do
Yo main bitch come through and she got the juice
Yeah I’m young but I’m looking like a father
Wrote this shit you could call me a author
I’m in my bag like a puppy with a white woman
I don’t go and daze. I just sit back and count money
I don’t fuck with fake shit. I don’t do the hating. I’m just getting money I ain’t tryna complicate
If the bitch got some cake you know I had ate
Put some D up on the plate and now she all on my plate saying pass the Henny
Shorty wanna buss down man she looking good as fuck she like my bustdown
You could start calling me busy cuz I’m up now
MTV come through cuz I’m up now
All these hoes here I’m finna lock em down
If a nigga talking shit I’m finna knock em’ down
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Big knots in my pocket take off like a rocket
Speak on my dick you get hit with this rocket
Wave shit that’s my shit. Niggas start mosh pit
I can not slow up I’m flipping bags now
I’m getting cash now used to be class clown
Diamonds round my neck you see from a mile
Yo bitch she ugly she smoke black and milds
Hold up a while. Who said SB’s went out of style
When I pull up with gang we a show stopper
And I’m throwing them hunnids with gang gang
Smoking gas and then kick shit like Judo
Not from this world I came out from Pluto
Origami all these niggas stay folding
And I flex on a bitch Eddie Guerrero
I’m a king I’m a pharaoh
Don’t be throwing no shade a sombrero ya dig
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Ima Lock Out. Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Don’t you go holding the phone when I rock out
Talk about all them other hoes that I locked out
Ima go low with a foe. Ima pop out
Men go low to the floor with my Glock out
Rock out talk about what’s hot yeah I’m hot now. Pop out. Hit em’ with a rock
Writer(s): LUIS ROMAN
Copyright(s): Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, O/B/O DistroKid, Songtrust Ave
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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