Project Grunchie

Beast Huncho
Big P.G.E
Like look, the diamonds up like

I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans & dishes in that kitchen

I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans & dishes in that kitchen

With the music shit I'm a keep winning
I cannot fail, I wasn't born to lose
I ain't gonna rush it, but niggas need something
They give you that power you bet not abuse
You got some choices to make better choose wise
We put an opp in the air to the blue sky
Knee deep in her body she singing like "oo ahh"
You know how many times I seen her with a new guy?

I'm done with the Adderall's & Perkies too, I'm Taking Tylenol
I'm a prolong with the song, but when I drop they still gon' sing my song
Throw dirt in the streets, get burned by a G, yeah you know that my niggas to strong
Bitch say she ain't never heard of me, way I murder the beats, I'm a king I just need me A throne

I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans & dishes in that kitchen

I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans & dishes in that kitchen

Bitch said she trying to touch, fuck me & suck me off of the scent of the Dior cologne
In the back of the Scatpack ain't going home
Bitch I'm on the road I'm in O.T mode
Project Grunchie nigga don't touch me Dior the shoe and the shirt is V-Lone
L.V on my body
Sorry if it's a hottie
Used to bust chops in the lobby
I can serve you in the case nigga probably
This is an Ecstasy pill not a Molly
Shawty a Barbie you know she a dolly
I know he prime time he cannot guard me
I wash a slip like I'm doing the laundry
I set an alarm, but It didn't alarm me
Off of the Wockhardt a nigga be saucy
Oh shit, the heady keep calling

I'm in the P's & I dig it
I keep the lean in the fridges
I made this trap shit a living
On my body got expensive linen
Talking cash you know I go get it
Talking gas you know I done lit it
Check the stats 'cause a nigga done did it
Pots & pans & dishes in that kitchen



Credits
Writer(s): Charles Awuah
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