Gucci Mane, OJ da Juiceman, Whoo Da Kid - Jack Boys lyrics

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on tuck
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck

For big picture OJ I put the gloves on
Bullets raining on you now
Here comes the thunderstorm
Couple niggas down for murder
Four couple stripes
Yes
So if I say it's time to
Go then he goin die tonight
Brick squad, brick squad everything
Is brick squad, yes
Yes
See in the snitch nigga
(dead) make my dick hard
I never met a bully nigga
That I couldn't beat
It's only one word I
Can't take it's defeat
I'm dying for my niggas
My niggas die for me
Like a midget to a train
Ain't no stopping me
I'm riding for my niggas
My niggas ride for me
I'm my brothers' keeper all that
We got is we

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck

Tuck my chain in, that's a no no nigga
Diamonds in my jewelry like snow cones nigga
For y'all jackers wait for
This stone cold nigga
I be trapping
I be trapping bricks and Lbows nigga
I be doing we, we don't take L's nigga
Put a 4 way on your head
That's a Crest deal nigga
Got me fucked up
If you think the crest peel nigga
Now they treat you like potato
Cause we peel nigga
Then I walk around with stendos
Cause we peel nigga
Naw I ain't no thief, but we steal nigga
I be trapping like a fool
Right hand a whole milla
Brick squad niggas

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking bout a name
But my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking bout a name
But my young boyz buck

I ain't the baddest nigga
Or the biggest one
But if he bigger son, I get a bigger gun
I rock a lot of jewlsz and plus a lot of toos
I mean a lot of chops I make tomato soupe
It's such a beautiful day to
Put my diamonds on display
Black and yellow diamonds catching sun
Rays on a sun day
Put a crease in your head
Like I'm pressing jeans
Getting money here my... no... on the scene
Batman call catgirl out the house
Took your ice and your blouse
You a man or a mouse? Yous a fucking mouse
Thug life, rob, steal
Every day's a drug deal
Every minute precious to me, bullets big
There's mo niggas

I'm fucked up, yes, you fucked up
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck
I'm fucked up, you fucked up, what?
Tell the niggas where you stash
You just blew your luck
Jack boyz on your ass, put your chain on top
I ain't talking about a name
But my young boyz buck