Jail Stories

Hot head from young and all now I ain’t cooled off

Backed out my gun that hammer wasn’t from no tool box

Baptised his lungs the Trae spun I let it all off

He went for a run cause it wernt something he can walk off

I went on a glide I had two mashes on me

Now I’m inside I still got two mashes on me

Used to lift her up and hit it in the air like a volley

But we can’t stay friends her brain dead like a zombie

Jail stories you can call me ghandi or you can call me swarmz I really hit him with

The pumpy

Silly **** u was screaming that your on me

So they cheffed him in his face and then they shipped him out of onley

I’m

With some killers in my cell bro said he ain’t feeling him and I ain’t feeling him myself had to g check that when we bumped into quail next thing you know alarm bells ringing off in felts

Like shhh got paralysed I know his wishing he went hell

If it’s less than 19 feet then I ain’t missing him aswell

I drop ninos mum ps car I missing him aswell

Babe that’s given y I know your kissing how I smell

But I just done a 12

Now they got me on a recall

Tony big bullocks prosecutors moving diesel slapped him in the air no I wasn’t playing beach ball

Feds in my reer tryna follow up the sequal

I take credit when it’s due ****

Go help out your bregin cause I heard he needs a new liver

No milege on the new spinner but it’s only got five teeth what a mood killer

Hatton gardens with 100 racks bring my entourage in

We was rambo twinning you was firearming

I see bro outside jummah so I just salam him

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