Lock On Me Lyrics – Metro Boomin & Travis Scott & Future

[Intro: Travis Scott]
Yeah! Yeah!

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Playing with yourself, I'm popping pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Sliding in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me (Hahaha)

[Verse 1: Future]
Knocked down that b!tch, put a Glock on the switch
Passing out 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 p!mp it (How to p!mp it)
Designer my clothes, I designer my girls
Monеy, more mud, I mix codeine on hеr
From the bando to Tokyo, different flavor
Strapped with a pole and I'm talking 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 n!gga, extravaganza, I told you
One, two, three Phantoms pulling up and I showed you
Mud in my drink, I got mud on my shoulder (On my shoulder)
Cooking models up, popping bottles up
I'm a nuisance, got the coupe in it, go and spin it
Gotta wear diamonds, like it's a part of my religion

[Chorus: Travis Scott]
Playing with yourself, I'm popping pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Sliding in the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me

[Verse 2: Travis Scott]
Something getting got, I gotta give
Either way it go, you know, it is what it is
Flip flop the soda, 'til it mix with the fizz
Try to Payola, that's a stitch in the biz'
I've been in hold up, cooking hits at the Ritz
Had a couple coming over for visits from the strip
Love to come over for events to get bent
You leave without your sins and then you try to repent (Yeah)

[Bridge: Travis Scott]
Mixing Wockesha, mixing Wockesha
Pour another liter, now I gotta eat her
Now I gotta eat her

[Chorus: Travis Scott & Future]
Playing with yourself, I'm popping pills
Had a long night, but need some more in me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me
Made it off the block into the hills
Sliding to the Palms, got a four with me
Had to switch the foreign car, the new technique
Had to get it going, put a lock on me

[Refrain: Future]
Made it to the block to the hills
Ain't answer my thoughts on these pills
Put chef through the block, popping a seal
I got drip on me that ain't for sale
I get it, I'm a boss, pushing 'til it ain't no limit
I spit in my b!tch mouth, tell her "Keep hoes out our business"
Got an iced out lil' cross, but ain't doing no repenting
Money stuck to me, like it's venting

[Outro: Travis Scott]
(Metro)
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah