Artist: Waka Flocka Flame f/ Rich Chris Album: Salute Me, Shoot Me 4: Banned From America (Mixtape) Song: Lock N Load Typed by: AZ Lyrics [Chorus: Waka Flocka Flame] My little nigga trapped out All he wanna do is rob and hit licks, uh He like bruh, I don't rap, I don't got no features I don't get paid for no downloads Nigga's gotta lay it down, lock n' load Nigga's gotta lay it down, lock n' load Nigga's gotta lay it down, lock n' load Nigga's gotta lay it down, down, uh [Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame] Thugged out, trapped out, playing with a check Waka Flocka Flame, I die for my respect They inky and they skitzo', they gon' die for their set Bricksquad Monopoly, send them goonie's at your neck Put your dick in the dirt, put a whole in your head I ride on your pussy ass even if your flag red Lay it down, lay it down, put that forty in your face Lay it down, lay it down, put that four-four in your face Niggas cut around my way, taking those silicons cause round my way Selling pills, molly's and yay', you a free-be you can die any day If I say go and get em', got them bands on his head My young nigga, they gon' get him, golden rule done turned red, squad [Chorus] [Verse 2: Rich Chris] Rich Chris, ain't nothing but the hood say Get your school shot off for an ounce of caine' Get your whole head bust' for wearing a diamond ring Young nigga's don't give a fuck, they like taking things I'm the young boss that you don't wanna tick off Have them youngin's jump on you like Kriss Kross Have you leaving out the club, looking pitiful Cause you done get your ass drawn out them Louie shoes My young nigga said there be no hits of gold We don't give a fuck no more, we raping hoes They say you got them bricks and you on the map My youngest kick your door in, and chase you out [Chorus] [Verse 3:?] All I wanna do is trap, I'm trying to bring that money back Waka he be kicking doors, cartels, supplying the trap Welcome to me casa, that's what it says on my doormat Ring the doorbell, if you wanna see them packs Partner in the kitchen, got a partner in the back My partner's down to bust shit, so tell me what you wanna do Trying to bag the work up, but you can get bagged up too I know you a bitch, I see right through you I keep a burner every time I come through My circle filled with plugs, that's just what bosses do Pockets on racks and my diamonds on igloo You do what you can, but I do what I wanna do [Chorus]