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21 - jourdan brothern & m2kk lyrics

[intro]
d*mn, that’s vicious

[verse 1: jourdan brothern & m2kk]
i don’t want yo b*tch lil’ n*gga
you can really keep her (b*tch)
taught my brother to get bands
n*gga, i’m a teacher
everytime i talk, n*ggas listen
am i a preacher?
i could get up on yo song and sound like you the feature (uh what?)
got that n*gga set up, got a setup, b*tch i’m sentimental
n*ggas wanna shoot me, come and do it
b*tch i’m out of metal
i been at the top, lil’ p*ssy boy i got a golden medal
hit the gas, i’m seeing 12, i hit so hard with just my pedal
[chorus: jourdan brothern]
i hit that 21
i hit yo ass lil’ p*ssy n*gga you the dummy one
i hit yo brother ’cause he think that he the funny one
i wipe his nose, man that sh*t was just a runny one
i hit that 21
i hit that*

[verse 2: jourdan brothern]
n*gga that was dissing
f*ck yo b*tch that you kissing (yeah, p*ssy)
yeah, when i shoot a n*gga, jbeezy nеver missing, gang
n*ggas know that when i shoot, i don’t evеr miss a bang
i could really shoot yo block up
everyone will go miss ya, gang
at this point, i’m just talking
but n*ggas know i’m walking
i don’t f*ck with n*ggas
man they just do that stalking
i don’t know which is longer
opps i’m k!lling, opps i’m blocking
i pull out that glock, shoot his ass, now he milly rocking

[chorus: jourdan brothern]
i hit that 21
i hit yo ass lil’ p*ssy n*gga you the dummy one
i hit yo brother ’cause he think that he the funny one
i wipe his nose, man that sh*t was just a runny one
i hit that 21
i hit that*
[verse 3: m2kk]
21, huh
how much glocks i got?
little b*tch, it’s 21, huh
how much b*tches do i got?
little b*tch, it’s 21, huh
how much people have i shot?
b*tch, it’s 21, huh
b*tch, it’s still f*ck the opps, f*ck you talking ’bout
little b*tch f*ck around and find out
b*tch i ain’t no regular rapper
but yo b*tch ass is just a regular capper, huh
stupid b*tch talking sh*t, i’ma f*cking slap her, huh
but i would never slap my b*tch, huh yeah
only part of my b*tch i would slap is her ass, huh
speaking of her ass, her ass is fat, huh
why the f*ck yo b*tch ass always cap?, huh yeah
b*tch i’m with 379, ain’t no telling what we finna do, huh
b*tch i’m with 110, ain’t no telling what we finna do, huh
379/110 gang for life, huh
f*ck you b*tch

[chorus: jourdan brothern & m2kk]
i hit that 21 (b*tch)
i hit yo ass lil’ p*ssy n*gga you the dummy one
i hit yo brother ’cause he think that he the funny one
i wipe his nose, man that sh*t was just a runny one
i hit that 21
i hit that*
[verse 4: jourdan brothern & m2kk]
feeling like noah, my money so big
n*ggas out here trying to get me, so i tote a stick
a lot of n*ggas walking ’round with they mouth on my d*ck
no lil nas n*gga, they too g*y for this sh*t
i hit that 21
huh, i f*ck yo b*tch for fun
bills come out my money gun
all these little b*tches is my sons
n*ggas sweet like honey buns
huh, i just made my b*tch cum
got the chops, lil’ n*ggas run
huh, my b*tch finna eat my cum, huh

[outro: m2kk]
haha, sh*t

- jourdan brothern m2kk lyrics

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