Lyrics:
the projects (not)
I'm with some niggas that like to start shit
(gang)
I got a bitch from Argentina (Argentina)
Flooded out my wrist, Aquafina (flooded)
Wetted
You hoes fade in the background
You better check my background
Like project pat lay smack down
You weak ass hoe's don't come round
Don't make false move
out
Lemme pat down for a minute
Put ya glass down
Tryna pass out when I'm in it now
Wasn't long you was mine babe
I was in the wrong on the right day
We
optimos gettin' passed around/In this bitch like an unborn baby call em jokers they clearly clowns/She tryna throw me that pussy set em up & knock em down
so I hit the ground, my life is on the line
Gotta hold my projects down, can't see myself getting bodied
By a clown ass nigga that ain't even from my
and the new mansion home
In Houston cause that is my city
And them other pussy niggas they record sound shitty
When I see you in the town I'm a hit you up
the name, PAT that be the town
(town) you see fingers up
That mean that haters down (down)
And G that is the code
Big body slab is the load (load)
We get
on me because I've been making all these moves
And they can't do nothing but that (Nothing, nothing)
Nothing but that
They can't be talking down my name
New York the city itself was stress depression
High boots and urban beats that wasn't my direction
Producers filtering join in with R&B
I keep that 30 like Steph
(This is a Beat Attikz beat)
Yeah, yeah, yeah i keep that 30 like Steph
? on the beat
I keep that 30 like Steph
I keep
trying alright
Let me beat that pussy all night
You can ride ride ride
And after I just hit you going bye bye bye
Baby from that east side then say what's
on my hip, curve his chest in
Fuckin' on the opp bitch, she my best friend
Trynna beat the doonies down, that's the best trend
I ain't need no handout, I
em down pat
Release this hit like the Superfly soundtrack
Too dope of a type windpipe full of hype
And I sideswipe the suckers I snipe
The mic so
minute
Don’t ever forget it
Philosophy papi
Produce hits
I done beat endless rappers down
To a fucking pulp
And they tell me I’m losing
I turn words into
Yeah, this big Bun B the baby southern OG
I'm Pimp C's brother every body knows me
Comin' from that P.A.T, with Mr. V.I.C.
Young Mogul, ENT.
If you
whipped, that pussy got him neutered
Tried to tell him this chick's a nut job before he got his jewels clipped
Almost got my caboose kicked, fool, quit,
o'clock, she said call her
So that I can come and get her 'fore she's picked up by her father
So I smashed up in the Malibu
How would you feel watchin
bad
I should of listen to the warning it was fuck a flag
But also fuck you pat
You tried to make me Destoo
And that ain’t the end of it
Might as we go
I'm that live
Yeah, shower that nigga down, he pussy
Tryna hang with wolves, yo, you still plain pussy
Don't ever move, we'll detonate
Fuck up your
about to come to the Lab-o
She givin' me some credit for clothes
That's the slang work for bricks, dicks
Analyze you never know who lookin'
It's
for all my Gs
Quarterback in the streets
Throw a zip for three
Mr mC on the beats that
Still spin when I freeze
In the city by the sea, bitch
Feel
Manhattan awaits
I'll never say what happened upstate
Too close to call, call it even, even though I got it down pat
No pat downs, just pounds and daps,
Public houses, it's goverment bullshit
Four and a half tryna cut well for our shit
They tearin down our project(gun pops)bust-yo-clips
Look in ya eyes,
move blind that's surly for cowards
I'm surly a wolf or maybe a beast every new beat get's slayed and deceased
Like that pussy on wax when she layed in
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