Jail Verse 1 I get out of jail Mom who is proud Every day she prays So that I avoid this hell Don't look for the mon-die He is just behind Don't look for the condés Nigga avoid the trouble I spend my time... to write only texts DLG we pass ... And you bow down Every day nigga There is my angel who guides me I nearly missed heaven Fake Fake Fake what are friends Don't play the gangster You could commit a crime Life with me has been so unfair I have a few good people left And that the family Not easy to keep up Not enough change But nigga do you dance? ... My Glock is bathed in blood Next door there is this bitch who is very tempting I was going so fast to bed she fined me We finished she was like we have to do a 2nd round The truth i don't feel good My body is filled with stupid and calming Chorus I go around the house Nigga, there are the cops who are on a mission They want to see me in jail My Kalashnikov is full of ammunition × 2 Verse 2 They want to see me in prison ... Don't look for me shui too bresom ... I ken your girl in my brecham ... I was going so fast she fined me (haha) 85 on my dick she is too good I record his screams with my microphone History of making it listened to one of my friends Cries are different with the use of a condom Don't shake my hand nigga shui not your homie And thank god I avoided death Like the death of my father, this girl remains a mystery Go screw everything in this world he will be proud But hey, it's none of your business DLG records✍️🌠