41 Reasons lyrics
by Jenn Carter
[intro: Jenn Carter]
(Is this Glvck)
On your block and i'm spinnin' i'm dizzy
All in the pings you should know I get busy
Of a perk and she poppin' a titty
Shorty so tipsy she off of the Whitney
And the weatherman say that i'm drippy
I walk in the party I step in Givenchy
And please do not jack beef
If we start I put him on tv and he missing a kidney
[verse]
And that boy jacking beef we gon' put him on a shirt yo
f*ck around we gon put him in the dirt tho
Baby i've been thuggin' i'm a G like i'm Herbo
She a baddie tellin me, she a virgo [?]
Never going broke I be feeling like i'm [?]
All the b*tches they be texting me on IG
Put em' in a frame in a box like an ID
On the block, On my pimpin like I'm Scottie
pus*y boy we gon' aim for your noggin
Just cus' i'm fraizer, yea, its 41 shots[?]
Do not lack cus' we came for a robbery
We slide to the telly yea its 41 dots
Bad b*tch and her name is Katrina
She sip on tequila and she horny
But I cannot lack for no b*tch i'm a demon
Four deep in a beamer just send me the drop
[Verse 2]
f*ck around make a movie with KJ
Quick for no b*tch cuz' we gettin' to the mulla
Boy we is not wit' the play play, flock out this party, you get sent to the gulla
[?] ,Uzi vert, money longer, parents dont like 'cuz im messin' wit' they daughter, and she twerk off the perc' she a monster
All on my body, her waistline is water
[Chorus]
We movin' like demons, we movin' in beamers, choppa can cut like machetes
If that b*tch is a keeper, i put her to sleep, 'cuz she told me to bring on the henny
Shorty geeked, said she suicidal, and her bank is 41 reasons
[?] and what the f*ck is a rival, and my neck is so cold, that im freezin'
And you know that i get to bready, she a leg, she outside when im ready, and i sip on her sh*t like spaghetti, got the wap, i ain't talkin' 'bout Fetty
And she off of the liquor, she deady
When I told her lay off of the henny
She said "No'' 'cus she keepin' it steady, she popin' a molly, wanna party wit' Jenny
[Verse 3]
Make him dance like he doin a Triller
This choppa gon' hit him, he know i'ma killer
And these n*ggas think they run the city, Just walk in my shoes and they know they can't fill' em
And no please, do not mention my name, 'cus i cannot be tamed like a school, we gon' drill' em
And boy, i could care less 'bout fame
If I'm snatchin' his chain, We hit you if you wit' him
On the block, runnin' dice like monopoly, shorty a baddie, she doin' me sloppy
If you gon' hold a grip, use it properly
One finger slip, and you hit who beside of me
I dont need n*ggas tellin' they proud of me, get to the bridge and its green like its broccoli
When you see me dont ask for a picture, I cannot be lackin' for f*ckin photography
And her name is not [?] i told her she hype in the morning, dont gotta take Plan B
I dont need me a [?], i get to the bridge while she poppin' a xanny
In the hood know i keep me a fanny, Glock wit' the red dot comin' in handy
And you n*ggas be movin' like trannies
Movin' like females, they dont understand me
[Chorus]
We movin' like demons, we movin' in beamers, choppa can cut like machetes
If that b*tch is a keeper, i put her to sleep, 'cuz she told me to bring on the henny
Shorty geeked, said she suicidal, and her bank is 41 reasons
[?] and what the f*ck is a rival, and my neck is so cold, that im freezin'
And you know that i get to bready, she a leg, she outside when im ready, and i sip on her sh*t like spaghetti, got the wap, i ain't talkin' 'bout Fetty
And she off of the liquor, she deady
When I told her lay off of the henny
She said "No'' 'cus she keepin' it steady, she popin' a molly, wanna party wit' Jenny