Lyrics Hit - Jourdan Brothern

Saucy, you a genius
Goddamn, BJ with another one

I got murder on my mind
Trying to kill niggas, but them niggas on that line
Trying to kill niggas, then I end up with that fine
Nigga get close and you play with me, you gonna end up dying
He gone end up on his phone, go on the net and start lying
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga

Got this stick, it's gone shoot bitch niggas
It can shoot fake niggas and riding dick niggas
You brought a knife to a gun fight, I get my lick niggas
Got Corona, need some Lysol (Goddamn, BJ with another one)
Niggas make me sick, nigga
Take his phone, take his life, take everything he got
Take his shoes, take his drip, fuck it go take his thot
Everyday I'm robbing niggas, can't no one make me stop
You the type of bitch nigga to make a hit and go flop
Shit go hard on my momma, tryna make a song with Top
She a lil' snow bunny, on my dick she gone hop
Shot that nigga dead, and I just let that body rot
Twelve asking fucking questions, I don't know who fucking shot
Sneak dissing on the net, now that bitch nigga dead
Touch up on this fucking Carti, it's a Whole Lotta Red
Choppa go bah bah, shots straight to his head
Choppa like his fucking momma, sent his ass straight to bed
Nigga I'm a fucking soldier, huh
First to do this shit, I feel like I'm Soulja
Knew that I was gonna be somethin, see I told ya
Bitch you a fucking hoe, ain't nobody gone post ya
Choppa gonna kill these niggas
If you want a feature, better book that shit
Left the album straight in the pan
Gotta go back and cook that shit
He hide it in his sock, this shit ain't nun to Playboi Carti
I might have to start my own if you don't start this party, gang
I'm rich forever nigga, we ain't stay together, nigga
Shot that bitch nigga, now he light as a fucking feather, nigga
I saw a lil' bad bitch, and her name was Heather, nigga
We went and cooked them niggas
Now them niggas chicken tenders, nigga

I got murder on my mind
Trying to kill niggas, but them niggas on that line
Trying to kill niggas, then I end up with that fine
Nigga get close and you play with me, you gonna end up dying
He gone end up on his phone, go on the net and start lying
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga
Got my stick nigga, I'm gone hit nigga