Project Pat

[fox69]

"Drank And That Strong"

"Drank And That Strong"


[Verse 1:]
Smoking blunts back to back, 3-50 for a sack
Cup full of purple jelly ratches a whole pack
Yella tuss got me slow, and this moly got her loose
Lookin like a forest fire, blowing pounds of that kush
Lungs full of good weed, getting money out the mud
Cali love, calibers, fell in love with the plug
I got throwed off that drank, dosed off about a hour
I'm smoking ash, trippy nigga to the night power
Blowing strong and that loud at the same damn time
Dranking tux and that activist, trippy out my mind
Say I need to slow down, bitch you need to mind yo business
Rolling swishas out the pack, sippin dre hella business
Feelin like I'm lost in space, left my mind on the moon
Half a zip ain't enough, I need a whole damn zoom
Man I'm faded to the max, fell asleep on the phone
Got my swishas in my cup, bad bitch I'm headed home

[Hook: x2]
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

[Verse 2:]
Cheech and Chong on the phone, keep a playa in the zone
Sucka free spin a G but this all just for me
Blowing bands and scrans of that good Cali reefer
Passing blunts with Wiz Khalifa, got that Pepsi in my cup
Yea that Texas tea, bumblebee
What I'm smoking – OG
Chicken eyes, china man, when they come and fire me
Always keep a liter, put that lean on some ice
This a first class ticket, bout to take a trip and fly
Short days long nights, got a pimp feelin right
She say what's that in yo cup? You sippin sir? Damn right
Got a quarter pound of scrone, blow it all in one night
Get your papers and you bust bones, smokers all pipe
Blue dream got me floatin cup full of dirty Sprite
Livin a rockstar life, don't remember last night
Certified trippin niggas doin this every night
If I wasn't getting money, nigga swear I was alright

[Hook: x2]
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong
I'm on that drank and that strong, that drank and that strong

 

[fox69]

"Easily Executed"

"Easily Executed"


[Hook]
Easily Executed [X4]

[Verse 1]
Cracking niggas jaws, running hoes into walls
Punks begging for they lives, mothafucka I don't pause
When I blast on yo ass I'm gone empty this clip
Nigga live by yo rep, but I ain't taking shit
When I slip in my disguise, letting you know what I'm about
And I'm blasting at the dark, that's gon blow yo brains out
Of yo head, leave you dead, in a pool of yo blood
Niggas died, niggas scared, cause, I don't show no love
Ain't no fear, when I hear, that the police got a witness
Now they looking for a suspect in North Memphis
Whose this realistic killa wit no conscience
Full of that alcohol, never smoking blunt junts
Get the pump, known as the seven shot scatter gun
Splatter some suckas head open, then I break and run
To the car, parked round the other corner of the street
Hit the gas fast, dog a nigga gotta beat the heat

[Hook]
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]

Easily Executed [X8]

[Verse 2]
Bow down and recognize, nigga it's a homicide
Fuckin wit the nigga like the pastor, that's a suicide
Mission that yo ass on, besta pack a chrome tome
Suckas play that role, like they killas bring it on jones
Roaming in ya neighborhood, and I got my sawed-off
Caught cha getting yo shit, I got my junt and blew yo ass off
Fool, I'm fo real black, caps I'm gon peal back
Not that psychopathic crazy nigga, but I'll snap
You in half wit my bare hands, trick this ain't no candy land
Hoe this ain't no game, they gon find you in a trash can
Down-town fulla flys, blood drippin from yo eyes
?dig? a hoes body for days, and they can't decide
who did it, who done it, police on that okey-doke
say it's drug related cause I did like them white folks do
late at night, wit no witnesses around bro
letting yo ass know, if you step, you can die hoe

[Hook]
Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]

Fuckin wit the nigga like Pat, you can die hoe
When I (When I) come out wit the gat, I'm a ?try? hoe [X2]

 

[fox69]

"Ever Where I Go"

"Ever Where I Go"


Shit be like this E'ry where I go
It's really something
You heard me

I see a fuck nigga, everywhere I go
I pull a bad bitch, everywhere I go
I see a 'hoe' I fucked, everywhere I go
I kiss my money up, everywhere I go
They respect me, everywhere I go
Guns with extendos, everywhere I go
I be with chicks beat, everywhere I go
I'm always flexing, everywhere I go

City to city, every time I do a show
Best believe I'm tryin' to break the bank, fifty or 'moe'
I get paid to show up, man is slow
Rollin' kelly in my swish, inhale all the smoke
Its at least two or three niggas who hate dough
Why you suckers worry 'bout me
You need to worry 'bout your dogs or your 'hoe'
Cause she choose it and I'm a let her... hmmm
Not a lame in this buildings eighty of a mello
I hit another city, hit the streets, like it's mines
Ran through the hood and gon' get up with my kind
Everywhere I go I meet a nigga that's lyin'
Oh I hold it ain'shit a niggas on that grind

I see a fuck nigga, everywhere I go
I pull a bad bitch, everywhere I go
I see a 'hoe' I fucked, everywhere I go
I kiss my money up, everywhere I go
They respect me, everywhere I go
Guns with extendos, everywhere I go
I be with chicks beat, everywhere I go
I'm always flexing, everywhere I go

Pat a hoe on my line
Bitches on my dick
Police pick the grind
They know I'm with this shit
I got money on my mind
I gots to get rich... hmmm
I ain't acting funny
I just getting on my shit
Like bees on honey
I beez on my money
No love for these hoes
I love these honeys
Permit and these trees keep me blunny
Money talks so you broke nigga sayin' nothing
They gon' come running when they need yuh
When you get fucked up then they get amnesia
If you get locked up who comin' to see yuh
When you hungry who the niggas who gonna feed yuh
I don't need yuh

I see a fuck nigga, everywhere I go
I pull a bad bitch, everywhere I go
I see a 'hoe' I fucked, everywhere I go
I kiss my money up, everywhere I go
They respect me, everywhere I go
Guns with extendos, everywhere I go
I be with chicks beat, everywhere I go
I'm always flexing, everywhere I go

 

[fox69]

"Everyday"
(feat. Kidd Kidd & Big Trill)

"Everyday"
(feat. Kidd Kidd & Big Trill)



[Verse 1:]
Pistol and a scale, nigga must get mad
Drugs are in demand, you got work you never fake
You could get called up, you could go to jail
That's why you need a stash for all your b's and for bail
Get your chips up, stack your bunions out
Get the hustle slowed up and get them young'ns out
When those lames start stunting, you wanna take some
Call for a smack to the jaw, baby break some
Got them youngsters on that loud, niggas fuck with me
Shooting choppers like the 18, going on like like Mr T
[Hook:]
I'm thugging, I'm outchea going dummy
Same shit everyday, still outchea with my young'ns
With my diamonds, we out here chasing money
They say you get high baby, them groupies love me
I lost another good nigga, that shit muddy
That's why I stay strapped, all my niggas karate
Still with my young niggas tryna get the cake
P9, bitch I'm over here everyday
[Verse 2 - Big Trill:]
Chicken head, chicken head, hot wings and baloney
Shooting like Ginobli, robbing all your homies
Niggas in the hood be balling like they Kobe
Chrome to your dome bitch, gimme that Rollie
Big Trill, yeah, niggas can't fuck with me
I'm a role model, shoot your head looking up to me
Mouth full of gold, truck full of bricks
Just tryna get some head out of another nigga's bitch
Money, money, I'm tryna make this money
Got your bitch real high, got her nose running
Open up your mouth bitch, time the drink coming
Tricks off the kids, you silly little bunny
I been getting hot, like the end of May
Try your bitch hit me up in the middle of the late
Night bird acting up so I treated her like Ray Ray
This stacking nigga, getting man, no he throwing gay rights
[Hook:]
I'm thugging, I'm outchea going dummy
Same shit everyday, still outchea with my young'ns
With my diamonds, we out here chasing money
They say you get high baby, them groupies love me
I lost another good nigga, that shit muddy
That's why I stay strapped, all my niggas karate
Still with my young niggas tryna get the cake
P9, bitch I'm over here everyday
Still with my young niggas tryna get the cake
P9, bitch I'm over here everyday
[Verse 3:]
East Xans street, you know where I came from
Out here gang bang, post up with the same gun
I keep is A-1 with all my day ones
I stopped reading the Bible after page one
Knew how to measure a bottle at the age of 1
Even then, I learned how to talk but not to say nothing
Niggas mouth got a play button
Feds coming, Larry Davis if they read something
Head hunting, Papi Mason tryna dead something
Anthony Davis shooting all over your haters something
The head I did it was for head hunting
You running from your main woman, we be face fucking
Yeah I got some but I'm gon' stay hustling
I got shots for this some but I'm gon' stay bucking
[Hook:]
I'm thugging, I'm outchea going dummy
Same shit everyday, still outchea with my young'ns
With my diamonds, we out here chasing money
They say you get high baby, them groupies love me
I lost another good nigga, that shit muddy
That's why I stay strapped, all my niggas karate
Still with my young niggas tryna get the cake
P9, bitch I'm over here everyday

 

[fox69]

"Everything Louie"
(feat. Juicy J)

"Everything Louie"
(feat. Juicy J)



[Hook: x2]
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is, everything is, everything is Louie
[Verse 1:]
I'm pulling Louie 13, Louie V to the floor
She says she love my Louie belt, then my pants at the floor
Louie shades, LV, duffle bag full of dough
Louie shoes, Louie bag, LV's on that hoe
Smokin California weed, number kush in this bitch
Could play checkers on my belt, with the Damien brick
Louie this, Louie there, I'm just so nigga rich
Look like my back hit a rodeo, Louie V lick
She's a fashion whore, she a suck a Louie V dick
My shades Louie, clothes Louie, hoe I'm dressed in this shit
My cars are all Louie, like a boutique in this bitch
I got a scarf to match the boots, you think it's cold in this bitch!
[Hook: x2]
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is, everything is, everything is Louie
[Verse 2:]
I pull up in my foreign whip, bitches call me master
Louie scully, Louie scarf, icy like Alaska
Knock your bitch pussy out the park, Louie slug ya
Everything Louie V down to the rubbers
Getting pussy while I'm flexin, Louie V covers
Poster for you haters, coaster swag see the muggers
Everything Louie, if you broke, don't put your hands on it
Louie V, Louie bag, bad bitches dance for it
Everything Louie bitch, closet is a fashion show
Where the red carpet and I'm Louie V Castro
Louie atttitude, super star I'm an astro
Overseas just to get this here, where your passport?
[Hook: x2]
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is Louie, everything is Louie,
Everything is, everything is, everything is Louie

 

[fox69]

"Extra"
(feat. Chriz Millz)

"Extra"
(feat. Chriz Millz)



[Hook:]
I drop 3 zips and got 50 extra
Fish scale yola, got a different texture
Stupid in the kitchen, say I'm doing extra
Plug think I'm cool, fool do me extra
40 pounds ain't enough, I'm a need some extra
So a nigga flexin, she say I'm mackin extra
But one bitch ain't enough, I'm a get some extra
One strap ain't the bizness, I'm a need some extra
[Verse 1:]
They say a nigga greedy cause I feel I need extra
Take it to the kitchen, whippin chickens make em extra
Watch out I finess it, put the remix on that flex shit
Got a couple extra bills, I'm a need some extra
Gams, grams, trap, jumpin out the gym, boing
Dope on the table, see them fishscale fiends
Cellphone blowin up, fiends screamin winnin
Last night was booming, reel up and did it again
These hoes say I'm flexin talkin bout I'm mackin extra
These bitches, they are short and they tight, give you some extra
Call up my shooter, knock em off, I'll pay you extra
Run up on that pussy, give em a red light special
[Hook:]
I drop 3 zips and got 50 extra
Fish scale yola, got a different texture
Stupid in the kitchen, say I'm doing extra
Plug think I'm cool, fool do me extra
40 pounds ain't enough, I'm a need some extra
So a nigga flexin, she say I'm mackin extra
But one bitch ain't enough, I'm a get some extra
One strap ain't the bizness, I'm a need some extra
[Verse 2:]
I'm baking out the ash, baking soda mixture
Straight drop, 1, flip, 2 and got them extra
A girlfriend like to get geek I brought some extra
Running through that pack I told the plug I need some extra
Lookin real slick with the check from the extra
Love them 50 slices in the bed she do some extra
Head game ridiculous I gave her something extra
Shoppin sprees on Tuesdays, true religion at the extra
My sack was getting low, that liquor sweet, I had to flex it
I'm never sattisfied, I go so hard to get that extra
You sittin on your ass, expect to come up on some extra
Pussy ass niggas make you go and buy some extra
Clips automatic, choppers spray I give em extra
You can thank me later, extra hard on these haters
All these niggas snitchin, talking extra on them papers
Fuckin all they slices, let these suckers with the vapors
[Hook:]
I drop 3 zips and got 50 extra
Fish scale yola, got a different texture
Stupid in the kitchen, say I'm doing extra
Plug think I'm cool, fool do me extra
40 pounds ain't enough, I'm a need some extra
So a nigga flexin, she say I'm mackin extra
But one bitch ain't enough, I'm a get some extra
One strap ain't the bizness, I'm a need some extra

 

[fox69]

"Feeling Faded"
(with Wiz Khalifa & Project Pat)

"Feeling Faded"
(with Wiz Khalifa & Project Pat)



[Juicy J:]
Winners circle
We scrapin' up all this money man
The hustle continues

I'm feelin' faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I'm rolling papers, they tryna' fade us
I keep that money comin' in, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm rolling papers, man I'm faded
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it

Man I'm blowing all this loud
I'll be damned to let a nigga take it
I'm a stoner wake and bake'n ain't no exit?
Plenty syrup, plenty loud, nigga you ain't heard
All this cake a nigga makin', better than desert
Keep that chopper on alert
Bombay quench my thirst
All these dead presidents I'm a need a hearse
I'm getting faded, I'm so high
Bout to spark, Captain Kirk
Wastin' weed, in my lap, tryna roll up but I swerve
You say you not sucking dick, bitch you got some nerve
Put this condom on your ear hoe fuck what you heard
I'm the shit, you just a turd, you ain't shit mark my words
Got bitches who give me brain 'til I'm a nerd

I'm feelin' faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I'm rolling papers, they tryna' fade us
I keep that money comin' in, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm rolling papers, man I'm faded
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it

[Wiz Khalifa:]
They try to talk about me cause I'm always staying positive
Ridin' clean she wakin' up and cleanin' that's just how I live
Niggas busy stressin', I'm just smokin' weed and takin' shots
Gotta keep the proper medication cause I think a lot
Fresh out the jacuzzi smokin' doobies in my Ksubis
Face time her bring her to the trap to watch some movies
Netflix, champagne, Apple TV
Best believe its going down, you fuckin' with a, G

[Juicy J:]
I'm feelin' faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I'm rolling papers, they tryna' fade us
I keep that money comin' in, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm rolling papers, man I'm faded
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it

[Project Pat:]
Scrape it up, scoop it up
We just tryna pile it up
Buying drugs where I'm from
You might get fucked like a slut
Medical cali in my lungs, hustlers hold them rollies up
Gas get in my pockets fat, stuffed like a stromboli bruh
In the club sparkles on them bottles like fourth of July
Bookin' shows all the way to Mississipi all the way to the Dubai
Rollin papers smokin' like a hippie brains in the sky
Rari light, police ask me questions know I'm a lie
Cause I'm 100 like a Calico
Cigarillo full of medical
You know wheels off the credit bro
We poppin' bottles and we stackin' dough

[Juicy J:]
I'm feelin' faded, and elevated
Buying everything so they can tell I made it
I'm rolling papers, they tryna' fade us
I keep that money comin' in, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it
I'm rolling papers, man I'm faded
I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it, I'm a scrape it

 

[fox69]

"Fight"

"Fight"


[Chorus]
Fight [x67]
It's about to be some shit nigga we here now
We's about to whoop some ass nigga we here now
I done cliqued up wit my hood nigga we here now
We gon' fight up in this bitch
We gon' fight up in this bitch

[Project Pat]
Swang a fist at ya bitch and I swear I'm crackin jaws
When I'm high and I'm lit aw to hell wit them laws
I ain't givin a got damn you got beef then I'm launchin
In tha streets them bullets in tha club bitch I'm punchin
Muhafuckas lights out cave a suckas skull in
Niggas in here mad but they betta tuck they mugs in
Boys run they mouth and eat up more shit than a goat
Represent tha south and knock ya gold grill down ya throat
Liquor and dat white pump ya up like ya Hercules
I'ma be polite you get wrong we gon beat ya please
Don't you be excused Mr. Bennett I'ma put you in it
You came wit them dudes yall done started but we gonna finish
Fuckin off wit lames in this club fuckin night off
You got ugly on ya face we gon' beat it right off
Overheard a nigga sayin that he wanna jack me
I ain't worried about it cause this tone s gonna back me

[Chorus x2]

[Project Pat]
Who tha buckest up in here Who tha buckest up in here
My nigga my hood so you cowards betta fear
Mane you hoes don't wanna clown if you do we beat ya down
On you let bullets spray parkin lot its going down
Startin shit pullin niggas cards playin goldfish
Bumpin one of us and we gon whoop you like you our bitch
Pay attention muhfucka we clickin like a gun
Mobbin on you punk suckas mane this ain't one on one
Cause its more like ten on two eyes red marijuana
He put up a fight so we gon beat him in a coma
Nigga constantly beckin so he caught some of this drama
Just a few days lata pine box to his mama
A Moet bottle is a nice lil head jamma
Slap you in ya dome bust yo shit like a sledgehammer
Ramma jamma we is doin damage to a busta
Give a damn-a who'll violate you muthafuckas

[Chorus x2]

[Project Pat]
You can step right on up we layin smack down
Now we don't give a fuck cause we gon' crackdown
On you hoes who'll suck and ridin niggas nuts
Playas all in tha club and chargin these sluts
Niggas don't wanna buck that ain't what ya need
Beat his ass to a pulp and took all his weed
Pocketknife you get stuck jailhouse Pop-a-lar
In ya back in ya guts on ya head droppin ya
Swellin eyes bustin lips just like Thunderdome
In da car extra clips you won't make it home
Treatin you like a bitch cause that's what ya is
Cut blood out yo wig playa can you dig
Plastic surgery scalpin like an engine
Don't be testin me mane yo eye get blackened
Neva will miss a week I'ma keep it hood style
If ya down for ya street throw some bows get it wild

[Chorus x2]

I'ma whoop this bitch (why) cause I don't like him [x8]
Fight [repeated til end]

 

[fox69]

"Flashin'"

"Flashin'"


[Intro: Sample]
Look At My New Toybox, When I Wind It Up A Man Comes Out With A Mask And A Gun
[Hook:]
Flashin flashin don't be with that flashin
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cashin
Flashin flashin some niggas ain't havin
Money in they face they pull a gun then they grabbin
[Verse 1:]
I done trailed this nigga all day, find out where he he stay
Find out where he lay his head, where he keep that bread
I was bred to never talk always walk in silence
Rob you bare face, take your safe take what comes behind it
I got a pistol mane, hotter than the equator
Slammed across the boy head, he leaking like a radiator
Got him for 11 bowls, and a whole brick
My heart thumpin' real fast, about to make a swole lick
Had to get info out your broad, info out your dawg
You crashin' niggas walls, and let the moza rob you all
Gun going off, accidently for them giovanies
I'm car jackin' to, I'm just trying to get some money
[Hook:]
Flashin flashin don't be with that flashin
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cashin
Flashin flashin some niggas ain't havin
Money in they face they pull a gun then they grabbin
[Verse 2:]
All I need is a revolver, something that'll catch the shells
Ride upon this sucka, jump out bustin' bails
Nigga don't really wanna make Project Pat go AWOL
Come through your project with that, chopper mane and spray y'all
Bet you on them corners, you claim you be hanging out
(Gun Sounds) something like a sang along
Niggas get to frowning when they see Project up in the club
Cause they know I'm snatching niggas chains and I get my mane
Anyway that I can get it, I'm a get it nigga, a quarter ounce to half-a-brick
The way we flip it nigga, screaming out I got it for the low
You know I'm lyin', met me with the drop, then rob them boys you know they cryin'
[Hook:]
Flashin flashin don't be with that flashin
All these brand new cars and the club throwin' cashin
Flashin flashin some niggas ain't havin
Money in they face they pull a gun then they grabbin

 

[fox69]

"Flexington"

"Flexington"


Mane I'm ridin' through the city on the [?]
Chiefing bubble gum loud with a pint of that henny
Haters I got plenty
Bitches lookin' breaking there necks
I got TV Johnny gold on my neck, so I flex
Got this pretty yellow bone wanna take me on a date
Cause a nigga at the crib
He keep on coming in late
That's your bitch need to get her
Cause I hate to have to drop her
Zero tolerance for niggas wanna trip about a bopper
Couldn't stop her, if you wanted to
Ho gon' be a ho
She would never leave this pimpin' if you payed her to go
I'm just ridin' makin' plays
Gettin' bread off the scale
Blow this loud in your face, mane you lames can go to hell

[Hook:]
I'm flexin' so hard in the street, they call me Flexington
Flexington, Flexington, Flexington, Flexington
I'm flexin' too hard in the street, they call me Flexington
Flexington, Flexington, Flexington, Flexington

I just sold me a quarter pack
Blowin' on a quarter sack
You other niggas speak the loud
Project Pat just spit the facts
Turnin' hundreds in a racks
Chrome on a cadillac
Your bitch did say out the dome
Let me hit it from the back
If I'm [?] police I would be wasting there time
Need to be somewhere doing the job out there solving the crime
No more time for a player
I'm just getting to the bizness
Catch me an rodeo in LA spending grizzness
OG got my mind spinninin', I'm just grindinin'
Laughing at you loser money train game winninin'
I'm from Tennessee, but I got homies in Lexington
Who got them foreign cars just like me Flexington

[Hook]