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Prison Paroles

YBN Nahmir

Album VISIONLAND

Paroles de Prison

Bang
Ayy

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

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 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

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)

Gang