Chief Keef - Go To Jail lyrics

All these n***as talkin like they trap gods Talkin like they so hard they ain’t never so hard And I know that I’m a rapper, I’ll have thirty n***as up in your yard And I sip too much damn lean and you’ll think I always had a cold, And his b**h on my pistol touchin’ sh** I’m like what you touch that for. Unless you finish shoot some sh** for So don’t touch my pistol! Cause I don’t wanna have to blow, yeah. Cause I don’t wanna have to go to jail. I’m high as f** like oh well Shootin’ sh** like hold them They said he know me I don’t know him. I’m flexin’ on these n***as no jam Got indicted sellin’ coke, and sellin’ dope I don’t want this sh** no more. But you gonna sell it for me though Don’t tell nobody on me though. I don’t wanna have to move to Puerto Rico, And change everything on my ID though Cause I’ll never snitch on my amigos Cause when I bought six from him he came to me for more. All these n******gs talkin like they trap gods Talkin like they so hard they ain’t never so hard And I know that I’m a rapper, I’ll have thirty n******gs up in your yard And I sip too much damn lean and you’ll think I always had a cold, And his b**h on my pistol touchin’ sh** I’m like what you touch that for. Unless you finish shoot some sh** for So don’t touch my pistol! Cause I don’t wanna have to blow, yeah. Cause I don’t wanna have to go to jail. Stalk me now block me now Wish a n***a would try to follow me about The block hot the cops hot Finna go to New Orleans to the Mardi Gras She a hot thot she was already drop I’m tryna see if money love me or not But I think money love me alot Try to take my sh** let the chopper flop like ra ra ra ra ra Trappin’ on my phone like la la like aahh aahh aaaahh All these n******gs talkin’ like they trap God Until their a** get robbed. All these n***as talkin like they trap gods Talkin like they so hard they ain’t never so hard And I know that I’m a rapper, I’ll have thirty n***as up in your yard And I sip too much damn lean and you’ll think I always had a cold, And his b**h on my pistol touchin’ sh** I’m like what you touch that for. Unless you finish shoot some sh** for So don’t touch my pistol! Cause I don’t wanna have to blow, yeah. Cause I don’t wanna have to go to jail