Tekst piosenki 'Just Left Jail' wykonawcy Skinnyfromthe9

Just left jail in a new drop (ooo)
Niggas so mad ‘cause I moved up on (moved on)
Take 10 steps back, I will shoot you (shoot you)
Take 10 steps back when you walk my way

I got 10 bad bitches tryna fuck all day (fuck all day)
Man these niggas so pussy, tryna take my chain
Yeah I just left jail but I made (made it)
Got too many shooters, yeah they all got aims (oh, oh, oh)
Better watch out nigga, better watch out nigga (watch out)
‘Cause I got them shooters wit’ me
And them glocks out nigga (glocks out)
We don’t talk ‘bout nigga, nothin’ to talk ‘bout nigga (talk ‘bout)
‘Cause my wrist too cold, yeah it’s a buss down nigga (ay, ay, ay)

Just left jail in a new drop (skrt, skrt)
Niggas so mad ‘cause I moved up
Don’t care ‘bout your boyfriend, he a loser (oh, oh, oh)
Free big baby, that’s my shooter

Ye-ye-yeah I just came home
Man they thought I was sick (thought I was)
If you try to catch me lackin’ keep that thing on my hip (keep that)
And I might, no I will, probably on your bitch
So watch what you say when you talk to the kid
Uh, I just hit a inside a droptop (skrt, skrt)
If you come too close I might pop you
Keep me a Glock, yeah (keep me a Glock)
Sendin’ ‘em shots, yeah (sendin’ ‘em shots)
Thirty, thirty on me, you don’t want no nigga, woah (nah)

Just left jail in a new drop (oh)
Niggas so mad ‘cause I moved on (moved on)
Take 10 steps back, I will shoot you (shoot you)
Take 10 steps back when you walk my way

I know these niggas is mad (mad)
‘Cause I came home to a bag (back)
I just signed myself, oh, I was really fat
Now I’m home (I’m home)
I got bitches on the phone (phone)
And my will hold me down
I got m’s in my account
I was sleepin’ on a mat
Now I’m sleepin’ wit’ a crown
Baby you know I’ma king they can’t stop (they can’t stop)
Ohh (you can’t stop me nigga)

Just left jail in a new drop (oh)
Niggas so mad ‘cause I moved on (moved on)
Take 10 steps back, I will shoot you (shoot you)
Take 10 steps back when you walk my way

Don’t care ‘bout your boyfriend, he a loser
Free big baby, that’s my shooter