PROJECT X Lyrics

Blocc baby, blocc baby, blocc baby, yop Blocc baby, blocc baby, blocc baby, yop

Yeah

Niggas run they mouth too much, it's consequences in the trenches

Pop out a black truck with shiestys, on my shordies really with it

Please don't force my hand, I'll send them demons creepin' through your kitchen

Plenty Glocks around, they strap a switchy, bitch don't do no missing

50 in the car, we riding' around, this bitch a hot car

15 filled em up ,they hit his body and made his heart stop

Drills in high demand, we packed them up, them niggas not are's

K up in my hand, my favorite friend, bitch it go Fa , Fa

Where them niggas at, we spent they block, this shit a ghost town

Any nigga play, I'm like, what up bitch, it can go down

Chop got hella rounds, that bitch keep shooting' until you smoked out

For nem got hella pounds, you tryin' to shop, they bring that dope out

I'm off the X, where the lean baby bitch, I'm off the drugs

We got chopsticks in this party baby, tweak, we fuck shit up

Dirty K on top of Dirty K, we got a lot of shells

Missile bullet hit his back, he singin' like he Ms Adele

Come through quick, we like the army, nigga, better call for help

Demon Time, so match my Demon Time, lil' bitch, let's call some hell

A Menace to the streets, he out here slumping', shit they can't prevail

Please don't swerve this way, I promise you won't get saved by the bell

Walk him down, I'm tryna hawk him down, let's see if he bulletproof

Tony Hawk, we out here grindin', nigga, tryna hit at you

Cena rounds, bitch, you can't see me now, bitch, these invisible

Draco round, done knocked his brother off, bitch, it's like 10 to 2

Bullets rain, got clapped in the face, now we see right through

Open mental, look right at his brain, see what he goin' through

Bring yellow tape, left him DOA, oh yeah, we smoke him too

Banana K, put that boy to rest, that prop's for smoking' dude

Every opp gone' die, you play, you lay, man, that's my favorite saying

Bitch, I'm off the pill, I'm booted up, lil' brother, what you thinking'

We got peel and we got wheel, that's potion, sound like demon time

Let's do drills and let's do kills like, fuck them niggas, they cross the line

Chase down with that button, wet his back up, bet his ass gone' fall

Bitch, we play with switches, standin' victor, bitch, I'm standin' tall

ARP shoot silly, extra crispy, knock yo' noggin' off

Slide for second, base, not talking' baseball, we tryna wet em all

Bitch K, snitch K, nigga, free my brother, man

Shoot all rats all in they face for telling' on another man

Bang that Drac till I get tired, I'm sliding' with my brother, man

Lose yo' life, you come through tweaking', nigga, like you stunna man

So many ways to patch a opp, bitch, I can't pick or choose

Hit his favorite hoe, she drop the lo and you just dump the tool

Plenty ways to die, I catch you loafin', nigga, you a fool

Make yo' mama cry, she lost her baby, nigga, boo-hoo