Charlotte on Lock by. Bo Must Go!

Intro - chopped sample

Yeah... uh

(Charlotte!)

Chorus

Queen City, crown me, I'm king of the block

Dhol drums knockin' when we pull up to the spot

Charlotte-town, reppin' hard till the kingdom drop

Two-step to the groove, watch the whole block rock

Verse 1

Hit the I-85, sun sinkin' low

Backseat bumpin' 9th, bass through the floorboard flow

Samosas on the counter, roti on the stove

Momma prayin' in the kitchen, daddy talkin' 'bout the old road

Tuk-tuk rhythm under Carolina pine

Same dirt that grew me, now the whole world's mine

Chorus

Queen City, crown me, I'm king of the block

Dhol drums knockin' when we pull up to the spot

Charlotte-town, reppin' hard till the kingdom drop

Two-step to the groove, watch the whole block rock

Verse 2

Flip the sample, chop the loop, three seconds of gold

Make a whole new story from a thirty-second hold

Whitewall tires, red clay on my soles

Charlotte Ave to Uptown, everywhere I go

Bhangra boys and southern dudes, pass the flask

Heard my voice on the sideline, now they ask

Pre-Chorus

Bole so nihal... (say it louder, now!)

Bole so nihal... (stomp the ground!)

Chorus

Queen City, crown me, I'm king of the block

Dhol drums knockin' when we pull up to the spot

Charlotte-town, reppin' hard till the kingdom drop

Two-step to the groove, watch the whole block rock

Bridge

Old sample crackle, vinyl hiss and pop

Grandfather's voice singin' through the laptop

Mix the tabla with a southern drawl

Dance like nobody, answer when the city calls

Drop - call and response

(Who runs this?) We run this!

(Who owns this?) We own this!

(Charlotte!) We run this!

(Queen City!) We own this!

Outro - sample fades

Uh... yeah

Reppin' the 704

Red clay, dhol drums

Charlotte...