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project x
35
Hip-Hop/Rap
project x was released on April 13, 2024 by 850050 Records DK as a part of the album im a problem
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Release DateApril 13, 2024
Label850050 Records DK
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM100

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Anthony Edward Denegal
Anthony Edward Denegal
Songwriter

Lyrics

Yeah, yeah, A.P. shit Yeah, yeah, fuck it up, bitch
Yeah, yeah, A.P. shit Yeah, yeah, fuck it up, bitch
Yeah, yeah, A.P. shit Yeah, yeah, fuck it up, bitch
Yeah, yeah, A.P. shit Yeah, yeah, fuck it up, bitch
Okay, I just walked through the back road
All these bitches mad in they feelings cause they can't go
We got the club tied up like a duet
Better check your **** on guard cause we toe tag
Clear the way, look, shawty bout to go up
Had too many shots, damn, I think she bout to throw up
The way the money fallin, you would think she was a stripper hoe
Said she comin' with me, so we call the bitch a give and go
Got the bottles comin, bout to fuck the section up
Shawty too drunk, so we had to tell her toughen up
It's a movie, I'm the one they wanna see bout
We puttin' bitches on, you can come and get some new clout
Had to run to back cause a **** made a anthem
Verify that pussy, we ain't fuckin' with no random
I ain't gon' lie, shawty got me in the friends
She said she was a fan, now her friend tryin' to meet me
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
What a waitress at? I think I need another shot
Shut the club down, now we bout to hit another spot
All hell broke loose when the song drop
I ain't tryna know you lil mama, I just wanna talk
She get filled up in my pens now she fiendin
Guess I put her name in, she told me she a demon
Casa in the cup and it got a **** leanin
I told her, show up lil mama, is it seasoned
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Fuck it up
Hold up, man, I'm slurred in this motherfucker
God said she had a man so we don't touch her
Ain't no cufflin' over here so we don't trust her
Baby say she need a bag so we gon' fuck her
Over on the way had to take her to the crib
Gol' rapper in my pocket you know where it is
Man, I fuck with shawty heavy cause she drink the kids
She told her friends, bring n' friends she can get the biz
Broke Tennessees, baby don't deserve that
You wanna fuck with me, tell me where the head at
The type time I'm on, I'm bound to break her bitch back
She a addict, you will think a ****'s selling crack
To be honest I don't think that you can handle that
They say brush up on spikes, can't you handle that
Look back at her, tell me that I'm running shit
I'm him, I'm him, that's why I pop shit
Fuck it up bitch, gon' fuck it up bitch
I'm him, I'm him, that's why I pop shit
Written by: Anthony Edward Denegal
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