Heart On Lock Desire (Rapper)

[Intro]
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
Desire
Oh yeah, oh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
My heart on lock, yo heart on lock
Got your heart on lock, you got your heart on lock
I don’t know where to start
I got my eyes on you, I heard you tryna plot
I like to sip that Wock, I love the way it drop
Baby, come hop in my ride, yeah, come smoke that pot
I like the way you move
And I like the things you do
You bet, can’t wait til’ I get you to my room
You play with me and that Glock go boom
Yeah, nigga, all on my phone, ain’t nobody wanna beef
And it’s crazy how I play it out, cause [?]
In Orlando for the week, had to take it to Kiki’s
And I beat the fuck out thе case, man, I’m the one you can’t dеfeat
I got on Louis, she got on Pucci, this is not Gucci, no
Got the key to the streets, nah, but these young niggas not Lucci, yeah
She a freak for me, yeah, she gettin’ nasty like Suki
And she off of me, hah, she call a nigga her pookie

[Verse]
Yeah, I was fuckin’ all these niggas hoes, gettin’ money while I was a rookie
I ain't fighting my case no more, tell the promoters to book me
And I’m already on fire, so these pussy niggas can’t cook me
And I’m modifyin’ all these sticks when we go to war, bitch