PRISON lyrics

[Intro]
Bang
Ayy

[Chorus]
So much money in my pockets, it ain't sh*t you could tell me
Drunk as f*ck, coolin' in the trap off of that Remy
f*cked this ho and she stupid bad, she squirt in her panties
Still in the hood with the gang gang, my enemies b*tches
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 sh*t 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 b*tches be hittin' me
But I'ma chase all these f*ckin' bands, f*ck you and yo' clan
Like "Where the safe?"
My b*tch come through and she smoke you and yo' mans
Like "Where the cake?"
I need that bread, f*ck all that sh*t you be talkin' 'bout
True Religion, Robin jeans every time I stepped out the house
I got a bag, you n*ggas 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 n*ggas like I'm Jayvon
n*ggas thought they caught me lackin', had that Glocky .45
If he slide, he gon' die
We gon' send you to the sky
Since them n*ggas shot my brother, it's guaranteed that I'ma ride
I might have to send that kite, gon' and take a n*gga life
FN with a thirty clip, it complete the mission right
Watch how this young n*gga bounce out with that .44, get to spillin' sh*t
b*tch, I been, been had them packs
b*tch, I been, been had them racks
Errytime these n*ggas see me, b*tch, I'm always in the trap
Momma told me watch these n*ggas, '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 sh*t you could tell me
Drunk as f*ck, coolin' in the trap off of that Remy (b*tch, I'm off of that Remy)
f*cked this ho and she stupid bad, she squirt in her panties
Still in the hood with the gang gang, my enemies b*tches
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 sh*t 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