Project Pat

Project Pat - Calico lyrics

rate me

Ft. Big Trill & Young Buck

(Hook x2)

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

Cigarillo full of medico

(Verse: Pat)

Cigarillo full of medico

I'm 100 like a calico

Flip em pockets acrobatical

Bout my money I'm erratical

Give me chips, go sabbathical

Guards up, always tactical

Henny shit, stackin' brick

Out of houses that are all pending, bitch

Hustlin' late cuz I like steak

Plenty pasta on my platters

Stacks that (?) on your face

Fuck around, get shot in the face

Murder rate shall increase

These young boys out there are some beasts

M.I.L.F.ghanistan

Everybody's choppin' out on my streets

Up tryin' to get flapped

Everybody stayin' strapped

Everybody out here, mane, tryna stack up their stacks

Either they gon' sell some crack

Either they gon' sell some weed

Everybody on they money

Everybody bout they cheese

(Hook x2)

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

Cigarillo full of medico

(Verse 2: Big Trill)

I'll hit ya drop, then it'll look like the chop shop

Best team dunkin', all they do is block shots

Niggas know my hammer large

Ten niggas in camouflage

And they got bandanas on

We gunnin' shit, it's the same when I cop

For thinkin' you runnin' shit I'll put yo brains in a lock

Bang! I will slaughter you

Both hands on my .9 like a quarter to

Instagram a quarter too

And my gun is a "whacya-migh'-call-it?"

I forgot

And my slugs look like "whacya-migh'-call-it?"

Ayyyy

Project Pat!

Young Buck with me

No walkie walkies

I got young bucks with me

They kill, I'm thrill

(Hook x2)

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

Cigarillo full of medico

(Verse 3: Buck)

Aye, nigga, bet' not touch me

Ain't no fingerprints on me

That's why homicide mad now

No evidence on me

I rub it all in their face

You say I did it, then prove it

I hit him all in his face

You pull it nigga betta use it

I have nightmares of what happened

Shit, shit, I wake up tho and start laughin'

Need a clip, hunnid hollow tips in this bitch

100 grand is in my whip

Now what my GTZ is, blood niggas and crips

Hangin' out the window with my extendo, tryna hit sum'

What the fuck we live like pullin' back up like we ain't gettin' that

Y'all niggas ain't gettin' that?!

Made the people(?!) just get the range?!

I get this shit, 100

I walk right to em like POP

Hol' up! They say I shouldna done it

(Hook x2)

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

I'm 100 like a calico

Cigarillo full of medico

Get this song at:  amazon.com  sheetmusicplus.com

Share your thoughts

0 Comments found