Lyrics Project Pat

Project Pat

Crash Out Cheez Dope

Whips, ho

Memphis 10 wuddup

ATM wuddup

Smoking on that strong my nigga

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

Throw a nigga ass off, wild like I'm bad so

All these fuckin bills do gon make a nigga crash off

Throw a nigga ass off, wild like I'm bad so

All these fuckin

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

Throw a nigga ass off, wild like I'm bad so

All these fuckin bills do gon make a nigga crash off

Crash out, clash in

Nigga gon check that cash in

Make a nigga put that mask on

AK bullets smashin

Bust them bricks on side of buildings

Niggas run and run like children

Play with my life, that's gon hurt you

Chop a victim like a burger

Man don't make no promises to niggas who will kill some

Tell that man too juked off

Oh you got to kill with him

They ain't gave me that but I ain't givin a gram to that bitch

On quarter chick, fuck that boy, I stand on that shit

Whip this automatic to your mouth like a muzzle

Back of your head all in pieces like a puzzle

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

Automatics make niggas run down the 2-0-1

2 detective offices get to tell it like my son

Buns missin off the prod, look that means anyone

Who's around getting shot up, bullets in they lung

I ain't tryina hear that bullshit, got friends can be pose

Claiming that you real but deep inside you a ho

Hoes callin taxin niggas when that money's good

When you fall of that flexin niggas,

Bitch, keep it hood bitch

Keep it real, automatic steel to your forehead

Set me up with them robbers, bullet in that force

Get sore, get snapped with that burn up ruger 9

Blew his balls off, hell abortion like a bitch freakin flurpin time

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

Crash out, crash out

They gon make me crash out

Crash out, crash out

Bullet, gun and mask out

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope

I want that cheez dope