Wes King
Might Go to Prison
[Intro]
May not sell out, make friends then
Fuck the other side though, you heard?
Bang

[Chorus]
Can't stop trappin', I'm on go
N***as John Madden, yeah I know
My mink jacket to the floor
Cold weather, moonwalkin' in the snow
Might go to jail but I'll be home soon
Before me leave, haffa hit you with a dope chune
Can't stop trappin', I'm on go
N***as John Madden, yeah I know

[Verse]
Hail Mary, for the greats
'Cause I'm rich, fuck n***a, fix your face
Broke fuckin' broker, joke fuckin' joker
Fifty thousand for my Cuban, twenty for my choker
Fucked your baby mom, she love when I choke her
Fucked this rap n***a's bitch, she love when I throat her
I'm a real n***a so I ain't doin' exposin'
But she be suckin' like a character from Bram Stoker
Count Dracula, you know what that's about
Countin' money, draggin' fur, that's a fact about
Dope Boy Troy Ave, dog, no Hoya
My GT guy neat, call it Diane Sawyer
[Chorus]
Can't stop trappin', I'm on go
N***as John Madden, yeah I know
My mink jacket to the floor
Cold weather, moonwalkin' in the snow
Might go to jail but I'll be home soon
Before me leave, haffa hit you with a dope chune
Can't stop trappin', I'm on go
N***as John Madden, yeah I know