GB NxtDoor - Project X (Prod.

GB NxtDoor - Project X [NotSoJOLLY!]
Lyrics Below🥷🏾🌊
Living like project x uh
Like project x
Like project x uh
Like project x
She give me the run around
I hate when she come around
Gotta keep a gun around
She in love with
The percocets and mollies
Know she gone do a trick
On the dick no ollie
Nigga bout his green
Like a green bandanna
For me she gone be
Naughty and nice
I’m santa
And the way that I’ve been
Shitting on these Nigga
Need a pamper
This lil bitch always calling
My phone asking questions
I don’t answer
She a ballerina
On the dick shorty she a dancer
You know brodie gotta tote the stick
Give a nigga cancer
Nigga I’m the type to take yo bitch
And hold her for ransom
Nigga I done went ghost on a bitch
Danny phantom
I know that love is a drug
And I got this bitch addicted
I know that I’m the type to fuck it up
And to never go and fix it
Big bag on my mother fucking back
Like santa
Calculate every move that I make
Bitch I’m a planner
Bitch I’m bout my green
Like a mad bruce banner
I don’t want hoes near me
Can’t stand em
I gotta bad bitch
Real polite
Got manners
Know that she gone suck the dick
Like it’s a koolaid jammer
Living like project x uh
Like project x uh (3x)
She give me the run around
I hate when she come around
Gotta keep a gun around
She give me the run around
I hate when she come around
Gotta keep a gun around
Bitch I’ve been counting up blues
Counting up green
Just got some bad ass news
Won’t stop me
Bitch I’ve been balling on my competition
They ain’t really on shit so
It ain’t no need to
Call them my opposition
I put shit in play
And I make moves
You can’t take my position
Everything I say just know
Your bitch she gone sit down and listen
Fuck her blow her back
I’ll have her begging me
To switch positions
If you can’t take the heat
Then stay your bitch ass
Up out the kitchen
20/20 see it clear
They can not fuck up the vision
When I look in the mirror
It’s a real nigga staring back
If we can’t talk bout work
Or getting this money I ain’t hearing that
Playing with the gang
In the sky where his spirit at
GB how you spit all this shit off
Your brain where your lyrics at?
Come through give her dick
Then I’m gone
Yeah I’m gone
I can’t get attached
Real nigga fax machine
I’m bout paper
Glock got a beam
Gotta laser
Living like project x uh
Like project x uh (3x)
She give me the run around
I hate when she come around
Gotta keep a gun around
She give me the run around
I hate when she come around
Gotta keep a gun around