Bike Lock - Ivan Ave

I’mma be down, be there

You give me

Gimme til next week

Best believe

Since I locked eyes with you, yeah

I’m tryna to lock my bike with you

Go on a long ride with you

Vibe with you

No sleep 'till the money’s in the mattress… Queen size

I ain’t seen the face or been eye to eye with that ass since

Since… I got up in this metal bird, crossed the atlas

To hear these words shouted back in all accents… Facts

I ain’t out here getting more head than the stairs of the Aztec

Ain’t even out here tryna reach the masses, uh

It’s for young Ave who’s cutting math class to bump mathematics

He prolly asking if it’s adding up

Asking why I be, spending minutes like I got 'em half price

Sitting next to jet engines

If it catch fire then, what’s the word?

What’s the worth per syllable in the verse?

What’s for dessert once I’m in the dirt?

For the first time I ain’t fretting the big questions

I just need a million seconds

I’mma be there, be there

You give me

Gimme til next week

Best believe

Since I locked eyes with you, yeah

I’m tryna to lock my bike with you

Want a long ride with you

Vibe with you

I’mma be there, be there

Living out a suitcase

You my carry-on

When I get home

Buy that pussy a head stone

Ever since I locked eyes with you

I’m tryna to lock my bike with you

Ride with you