County ft. DjKut & King LouisV Lyrics

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail

Fuck a orange suit nigga, motherfuckas gon' tell

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail

Fuck a orange suit nigga, motherfuckas gon' tell

I ain't going back to county, motherfuckas gonna tell

They gon' tell, they gon' tell, they gon' tell

I ain't going back to county, motherfuckas gonna tell

They gon' tell, they gon' tell, they gon' tell

I ain't never going back nigga

Fuck the system, fuck a opp

I don't really wanna deal with niggas Police just tryna kill a nigga

Just cause a boy brown

Doesn't mean that I'm a felon nigga

It's a dolla and a dream though, I be chasing my dreams tryna make it to the top, ho

It's a dolla and a dream though, I be chasing my dreams tryna make it out my city, ho

Bitch, what the fuck you thought though, tryna put me in a cell like what evidence you got, ho

You don't even have nothing, ho

Yeah you tried to fuck me over, now I'm laughing, ha-ha-ha-ho

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail, nah, nah, nah, nah

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail, nah, nah, nah, nah

They really thinking that they stopping me

They tryna knock me down and hold me there, but I came back so viciously

Why you acting like a bitch, consistently

Yeah, she calling me daddy, she's like foster me

DJ Kut, you shining, how'd you do it

Kept my head up through the pain and walked through it

Man, I researched the game and motherfucking talked to it

Now I'm big bossing with your bitch, homie, yeah, I told her

Pop it, lock it, drop it, seeing anything you like, lil' baby, and you can cop it

Fucking on the table, fell off, fuck on the carpet

Why you stopping? Push a button and she starting

Hopping like a bunny in a disco

Find me chilling in the middle, Long Beach to Cisco

I ain't going back to county, lil' ho, nah, nah, nah

I ain't going back to jail, lil' bro

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail

Pussy niggas out here, gone, running tale

Think I give a fuck, nigga, yeah, my Glock smell

When your ass nigga coming through the mail

Uh-huh, I'm a savage in the streets when I pull up with the heat

Fucking on that bitch, nigga, nah, I do me

But last time I check, I ain't going back to county, hell nah

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail, nah, nah, nah

I ain't going back to county, I ain't going back to jail, nah, nah

You know you ain't about to catch me, bitch ha-ha