Video Locked In de Abelskittle 2025 Lyrics Lyrics

Abelskittle - Locked In Lyrics

[Intro]
Oh my God, have you guys heard of glitchcore?
Free alza!

[Chorus: luvseat]
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
Pull up with the choppers and we aimin' at your noggin
Pussy boy say that he mobbin'
Think you that guy, got some news, boy, you not him
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
I been going up, I don't think that I'm stoppin'
Look at my numbers, I'm poppin'
Talk down to me and the bros get to moppin'

[Verse 1: luvseat]
I'ma get fucked up until my eyes roll
I just made a rack and now I'm balling like I'm Michael
Shawty said she want me to come through and I might go
Man, this shit too easy, I could do it with my eyes closed
Maxin' out my card, me and the homies, we like nice clothes
See it, I'ma cop it, swipe my card because I like thosе
Keep a choppa by my side 'cause I don't fight hoes
I been going crazy latеly, I been going psycho
Why you talkin' down to me? Bro you don't know me
I'ma pull up, up the choppa, now I'm smokin' on your homie
They used to show me love but then they switched up, they some phonies
Pussy swearin' that he hard, I told 'em, "Pull up, better show me"
Bitch, I'm posted on your block, I'm creepin' slowly
Choppa turn you into lunch meat 'cause you talkin' all bologna
I'm a goddess, when you talk to me, remember that I'm holy
Bitch, I made your whole career, now you hatin' 'cause you owe me
[Chorus: luvseat]
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
Pull up with the choppers and we aimin' at your noggin
Pussy boy say that he mobbin'
Think you that guy, got some news, boy, you not him
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
I been going up, I don't think that I'm stoppin'
Look at my numbers, I'm poppin'
Talk down to me and the bros get to moppin'

[Verse 2: BRUHMANEGOD]
Smokin' more tree than a motherfuckin' knot
I'm in NYC, so I got it from the ahk
Trap metal OG, I got rocks in my socks
They all tryna know me, but I'm not finna talk
How y'all all OD off of the same-ass drugs?
And y'all just be payin' for your buzz
And that's some lame shit (Uh)
Bitch, I got the fuckin' keys, fuck an SRT
I just be swervin' in the truck, that's how I lane switch (Uh)
And my bitch so bad, make the other bitches look bad
Get so sad, pick up your motherfuckin' book bag
Spider gang the gang and we motherfuckin' cooked rap
The opps all cryin' over shit that they coulda had
Shoulda coulda woulda had
And they tryna pick up on the swag, tell em "put it back"
All this shit irrelevant, don't know where to even look for that
They don't like what I say, I ain't industry standard
And I only speak the truth, I don't motherfuckin' pander
[Chorus: luvseat]
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
Pull up with the choppers and we aimin' at your noggin
Pussy boy say that he mobbin'
Think you that guy, got some news, boy, you not him
Stuck in my head, I been locked in
I been going up, I don't think that I'm stoppin'
Look at my numbers, I'm poppin'
Talk down to me and the bros get to moppin'