This is a song about "W lock"

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

On the way there the traffic was dead lock

I'm on point baby, ready to stick you

You wont win even with a w,

Ain't no lockouts, the game don't stop

Looks back at the man, who's locked the lock

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god

Got rap to myself, got this thing on pad lock/

We get hit w/ them double standards,

So you finally got the nerve

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

I'll go to walmart and reverse the w!

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Afterwards i like to lock them up in cages

King of the club, i bet you can’t top

I'm the freshman now, got it on lock