[Lyric] Project X (Uffy Lane Snyder)

[Snyder:] it's a ratchet ho is what that shit is
I dont even know...
It's uffy lane, ho

[Hook]

[Verse 1: Uffy Lane Snyder]

Ugh, she wearing nothing but my tee
I'm in that yellow submarine
With a Spanish dime from over seas
I'm lost up in her ovaries
I throw them hands like rock lee
Pop me an OP, I fuck with them hoes lowkey
She suck my dick if she owe me
Uffy lane, snyder so mean
Ho shut the fuck up and roll weed
You in the presence of an OG
Fuck it look like I sold keys
Texas lean, ole miss
Wet the scene with a whole clip
Grip of rappers who can hold dick
But ain't fucking with this flow bitch
I'm outta state with that cocaine
Stunting hard, no chain
That paper work in my hoes name
Relocate somewhere out to spain
I opiate, then grip the grain
Probably procreate with your dame
Pack of bricks like nothing changed
Saks and fith, uffy lane
Stuff that paper in the bands
I warned the neighbors in advance
We gotta catch em all, start with this pikachu in my hands
Parents outta town for the week and we gon project x, she only
17 years old thank got for consensual sex, homie
[Hook]

[Verse 2: G-MunZ]

Uh, uh, and I ain't trying go hard
Foreign to earth I got comets in my backyard
Boring to her, got me busting down the back board
OC we popping, OZ zip locked up
Hands up on ya head im'a need to see you drop it
But if you wanna bump you got to prove to me you want it
Damn she trying fuck like, I can't get a night in
Up past late fucking with them all nighters
X projects got me , dealing with some whiners
I ain't trying to make up but you surely seem delighted
No hey delilah, calling for a time out
I was in a hole but then I got my ass to climb out
Like, like like lead me to the back door
See I'm trying to fuck like what you got that ass for
Known for being fly though, I dont need no passport
Got my goons strapped you ain't fucking with the task force

[Hook]

[Verse 2: Ratsu]

The room, full of bad bitches
City lights up my vision the distance it looks like zion
Cause im flying, high as this written
My appearance well at least I'm smitten
Cups filled to the brim
Drilled it in her ass as we dance to her favorite jam
What a feeling I'm telling
You nothing I'm just sipping
On the cup that I was giving
EL uffy lane then an ink cause its business
Over pleasure I met her at a party of course and tell her I'm a widow
Pick up my dick now she ready to blow
Pills orange juice and lots of dro
She wanna fuck tonight well I suppose
One night stands for the drunken bros
Well she call me the next day for another go
I mean damn, where all the love go
Maybe with the last shot down my throat
I black o, U T woke up on her booty
Then started licking her pussy, you niggas is pussy
Refuse stand by you, can't body swag when your tat says by you
Southern accent with your bitch by the bayou
And there's something about her truck almost country as the title
She in love with the pipe stroke
But not with me, my momma says I'm selfish and I'm starting to believe
That shit is true god damn ratsu you as black as the flame that your heart clings too oohhh...
That pussy good

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