Locking it up

Droppin Droppin Droppin Droppin Droppin Droppin. Ayy Everybody coppin You know I’m locken All de new sneakas That I be rocken Shawty knows I been poppin All these bros that I be choppin Mouth to the ground with a whoppin 40grand In hand It’s you can’t stand I even made my own brand With real high demand I be sittin at home countin all my bands Rockin some old school vans Dis is a warning in advance Ayy Ima put you in a trance Ayy Got a whole lotta people sat I be trying to enhance Right now I got to much finance In dis world you ain’t got chance This is true yet I still love fans I always buyin new pans You know I’m talking to my man’s You know I love writin in comic sans Ayyyy Ayyyy I love all my boys but I do t love da gangs