Project 2025 lyrics

[Intro]
What can you tell us about mylancore? And how is it, you know, any different. What separates it and what makes it mylancore?
(Kill the noise like Bazz-B)

[Chorus: MIA Beaz]
It was me, blood, cuz, and Cudi, we got high as f*ck
New carts look like a double pump, you take a hit, you f*cked
n*gga talkin' like this sh*t was easy, sh*t was super rough
This Gucci spray on me, plus my swag, could get 'yo mom f*cked
Shoes so expensive, you ain't know they look like Tom's, huh
Ain't no countdown, you just heard "Boom", 'cause the bomb tucked
n*gga I'm beyond turnt (Turnt), n*gga, you won't find us
Mylan made a whole new wave, you behind us

[Bridge: proxy1800]
Everyone is dead
Yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
Okay, yuh, yuh

[Verse 1: proxy1800]
pus*y n*ggas ain't on sh*t
b*tch, I buy my own sh*t
I handle my own sh*t
Dead shot, I won't miss
I got n*ggas sick about a b*tch, they know they can't hit
We got ARPs and hollow tips, that get ya head spilt
b*tch, I'm the man, all the hoes gon' do my dance
I got magic, Peter Pan
You want static? Kiss the Glock
I don't care 'bout what you sayin'
I do not f*ck wit' Americans, my new ho' Himalayan
You get sniped just like that president if you just think I'm playin'
I turn all my hoes to gothic
Ski mask up, run me your pockets
Stole his keys and stole his wallet
As a kid, I was obnoxious
Nothin' changed, you play wit' me, I pop that shoulder out that socket
We got hella sticks, I told my gang "Let's put some up for auction"
Gotta movin' cold, 'cause I know grimey n*ggas keep on watchin'
(You are not watchin' the bag work; Gang, gang)
[Verse 2: relo]
Bag work central, I'm on both feet (I'm on both feet)
This b*tch gon' OD off me, she a whole fein (She a whole fein)
I'm the coldest n*gga ever if you ask me (If you ask me)
Think he hot sh*t, we gon' kill the noise like Bazz-B (We gon' hush)
​relo in this b*tch, pockets bigger than that Lashley (Uh-huh)
Whip his sh*t like Lewis Hamilton, like nobody gon' pass me (Nobody do that)
Last n*gga that was capped out is hella trashy (b*tch)
That's why n*ggas movin' scary Tisdale Ashley (Like Ashley)
Huh, dropped some cops and then I came back home murkin' sh*t (Huh)
So don't tell me that I'm lazy, boy I'm workin' b*tch (I'm workin')
Crazy n*gga, like I'm Quan Chi, I be warpin' sh*t (I be warpin' sh*t)
Tryna fill up my shoes, it's not proportionate (What?)
Let's go band for band, I'ma stand by my guap (Huh)
This sh*t goin' head-to-head with 'yo b*tch, she give me top (She give me top, n*gga)
n*ggas actin' like it's recess with the waves, hopscotch (Hopscotch)
Fix his sh*t up like I'm Felix, n*gga, I don't need no scotch (I'on need scotch, n*gga)
In the cut everyday, man, that's something you can't botch (b*tch)
b*tch I'm goin' up, 2025 you better watch, n*gga (You better watch, n*gga)

[Bridge: relo]
Bag work central, I'm on both feet (I'm on both feet)
This b*tch gon' OD off me, she a whole fein (She a whole fein)
I'm the coldest n*gga ever if you ask me (If you ask me)
Think he hot sh*t, we gon' kill the noise like Bazz-B
[Chorus: MIA Beaz]
It was me, blood, cuz, and Cudi, we got high as f*ck
New carts look like a double pump, you take a hit, you f*cked
n*gga talkin' like this sh*t was easy, sh*t was super rough
This Gucci spray on me, plus my swag, could get 'yo mom f*cked
Shoes so expensive, you ain't know they look like Tom's, huh
Ain't no countdown, you just heard "Boom", 'cause the bomb tucked
n*gga I'm beyond turnt (Turnt), n*gga, you won't find us
Mylan made a whole new wave, you behind us

[Post-Chorus: MIA Beaz]
Still tryna serve sh*t
I ain't eat, it's dirty Sprite that made me burp, b*tch
X bro out if he lyin', we don't chirp sh*t
I ain't waitin' on yo mans to swing, I want the first hit
Grab a bottle, pop it in the store, I want the first sip
Thirty claps will send you up to God, this a Church clip
f*ck, Paul George would've been rich off that first swish
I got drunk as f*ck off the first sip
The usual too much, I got the worst rizz
If you wanna see me, come and see, I take the worst pics
n*gga, if you turn down the street, I make you turn, b*tch