PNTHN, Project Pat - JULIUS Ft. Project Pat lyrics

Niggas owed me some money
Had to slide on that bitch
Had to ride on that bitch
 homicide on that bitch
Supposed to be my dawg
Had ties with this trick
Flipped pies with this bitch
But he still tried some shit
The rules of the street
 never change never snitch
Keep your mouth closed
Don’t be gossiping like a bitch
If my pockets get low
I’ma grab the pistol grip
Tell the plug meet me with a 100
Rob me a bitch pull the plug on the plug
It can happen in this bitch
Project been pullin moves
I ain’t just rappin in this bitch
Fuck around and get your shit
Shot off in this hoe
Kick a door in this hoe
Man you know how this goes

Kick a door in dis ho
Left a carbon footprint
Nigga i blow too much smoke
Buck shot for da doofus
Broke her walls w my notes
Put em on pause if dey a foe uh uh
You like to do coke
Duece duece left you open
Rope a dope w holsters
Witches brew me up a potion
Face me mine like poker
Posters like a warrant
Im gon curve tha bullet cuz
Tha police say im wanted
Come around get haunted
Tha spirit get to sparkin

Woke up with two bands around my neck bitch
Cold as the winter when the sun
Set in the west bitch
Blue diamond choker make me
Wanna throw a color you soft like pillow bet
You hiding undercover
Reach in the cupboard (grab the bat)
Peep thru the window (where he at)
He in the oven a body of kinfolk
I’m slidin a rental i’m hiding a shit show
Whether the diamonds in dental
Ima keep priming your earlobe

Nigga mister he who be in all
Black gon lay dem foos again
I’m off the boose prolly makin
The news young southern hooligan
Can’t take no offers
I’m sealin da deal wit my fate
Wit the blood oath I take
Puttin’ heart on da blade and
Yo head in a lake cannot fuck wit the fake
Or the snakes movin proper
Jumpin’ the haters like Frogger
Knew they would jump ship so why bother
Niggas in danger
When Kenny go Loggin we fuckin the game up
Till nothin the same bruh I come wit
The heat cuz I’m hoggin the beef nigga will
Hold a grudge if you botherin me ay
Big shogun get tapped out
Watch yo weight nigga ball like Stackhouse
Run when they pull up gon back out
Trustin dem fools gunna cause a blackout
Really a nigga will act out if you
Is snoozing you losin get clapped out
All about dem commas livin thru drama make
A nigga go lose lose his mind
Goal from pursuit is gon take some time
In a gold leopard suit gettin cake and dimes
Don’t make a nigga go cross the line
Sublime two joints and a glass of wine
I whoop a nigga ass on live TV
Run it back DVR cop a DVD
Uncut version see behind the scenes
I slapbox a nigga then shoulder lean
Gran coupe rollin too fast too clean nigga
Strong b da smoke neva killing me

Im outta line online im high all tha time
I ride wit my niggas i ride til i die