PRISON

[Intro]

Bang

Ayy

[Chorus]

So much money in my pockets, it ain't shit you could tell me

Drunk as fuck, coolin' in the trap off of that Remy

Fucked this ho and she stupid bad, she squirt in her panties

Still in the hood with the gang gang, my enemies bitches

Twelve hit the spot, they started askin' about all them cars that was rented

I don't know a thang

'Cause when it was pressure, all my friends turned to snitches (All my friends turned to snitches)

I swear to God, know it ain't shit to drop a bag when they kill 'em

Self-defensе and I'm bonding out, I can't see me in no prison

[Verse 1]

Self-defеnse and I'm bonding out, I can't see me in the system

Know the opps be tryna wet me up, they bitches be hittin' me

But I'ma chase all these fuckin' bands, fuck you and yo' clan

Like "Where the safe?"

My bitch come through and she smoke you and yo' mans

Like "Where the cake?"

I need that bread, fuck all that shit you be talkin' 'bout

True Religion, Robin jeans every time I stepped out the house

I got a bag, you niggas broke, so how you say I fell off?

I get the cheese, I ain't no rat but I got P's in the loft

Come through shooting at you niggas like I'm Jayvon

Niggas thought they caught me lackin', had that Glocky .45

If he slide, he gon' die

We gon' send you to the sky

Since them niggas shot my brother, it's guaranteed that I'ma ride

I might have to send that kite, gon' and take a nigga life

FN with a thirty clip, it complete the mission right

Watch how this young nigga bounce out with that .44, get to spillin' shit

Bitch, I been, been had them packs

Bitch, I been, been had them racks

Errytime these niggas see me, bitch, I'm always in the trap

Momma told me watch these niggas, 'cause they'll stab you in the back

Yo' homie tried it, he got whacked

[Chorus]

So much money in my pockets, it ain't shit you could tell me

Drunk as fuck, coolin' in the trap off of that Remy (Bitch, I'm off of that Remy)

Fucked this ho and she stupid bad, she squirt in her panties

Still in the hood with the gang gang, my enemies bitches

Twelve hit the spot, they started askin' about all them cars that was rented, I don't know a thang

'Cause when it was pressure, all my friends turned to snitches (All my friends turned to snitches)

I swear to God, know it ain't shit to drop a bag when they kill 'em

Self-defense and I'm bonding out, I can't see me in no prison (I can't see me in no system)

[Outro]

Gang