Can’t Go To Jail Finesse2Tymes

[Intro]
(Memphis Track Boy)
Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt
Phew, phew, phew
Phew, 'Cats
Phew, Scats (Let's go)

[Chorus]
I just peeled off on the 12
I can't go to jail (Jail)
I get caught, I won't get no bail (No bail)
I can't go to jail (Nah)
Not right now, I can't take no L (Go)
I can't go to jail (Skrrt, skrrt)
Do the dash, I can't see no cell (Don't stop)
I can't go to jail (Don't do that)

[Verse 1]
Runnin' red lights (I'm gone)
Fuck the fed lights (The lights)
Smoking 'za, poppin' Percs, tryna get my head right (I'm focused)
I'm turnt up on the 12
Turnt up, turnt up on the 12 (Turnt up on 12, woo)
She done popped the whole 30 (Woo) and then turnt up on a player
So much money on your head, make your nigga turn on you (Make your nigga turn on you)
And I got on so much ice, I'll make your bitch turn on you (Make your bitch turn on you)
Heard your name in black and white, you a snitch-slash-gangstеr (You a snitch-slash-gangster)
Smoking loud in this bitch, it feel like a gas chamber (Skrrt)