[Intro]

Yeah, Real Rx

Yeah

[Verse]

Walk in this bitch and go live

Walk down on an opp, hit him 4 times

Lil nigga with a big ass .45

In the trap with white like American Pie

In the Audi riding, glick on my side

A nigga move wrong, he could die

Glock on me big as Wave Rod

I'm not religious, I'll send a nigga to God

? going fucking crazy

I jump in the Audi, I feel like a racer

Before T.I. and Chris Brown I was Taker

Leave holes in a nigga face like Jason

Hid my dirty .380 in the basement

Mama never found it, never had to say shit

I'm 823, bitch I'm sanctioned

Put the Glock down on 'em and spank 'em

Do a nigga like a racist crackеr and hang him

I lock that work like Kurt Angle

I'm not tucking shit, my chains gone danglе

.556 shells came out a Durango

Walked in with a blue suit like Django

I'm a crack dealer nigga from the '80s with a Kangol

These niggas undercover cops like Tango

You folded under pressure, say it ain't so

Times got bad, I gave unk soul

All sales final, refund? NO!

Don't make it hot knocking on the door

I remember times sleeping on the floor

Stomach empty, couldn't even smoke

I rob a nigga while he's with his hoe

When you're at the bottom, only one way to go

Glock in my hand like I'm G.I. Joe

Aunty came back, said she need some more

I'mma go for the dub, not a finger roll

12 chopped the block with the pick and roll

But I ditched that work ?

Shit'll get uglier than Scotty Pippen

If your bitch with me, then I probably pimped her

I walk in this bitch like "Keep your distance"

Up the glick on a nigga and get to hitting

Why the fuck you keep trying to look in my eyes

I know you want to know what I'm thinking in my mind

If you want me to tell you, cool, fine

Right now I'm thinking about a homicide

Right now I'm thinking about robbing you

Pap bugging, tweaking out that fucking blue

I'mma shoot my uncle dead in his face

Shoot 'till there's no more head or face

Shoot at the casket in the wake

Shoot at the casket in the funeral

Go to the grave like a urinal

On his grave, I paint a mural on it

Every junkie in my hood love me

Bitch see Pap, bet she wanna fuck me

Niggas be talking like they tough

See the Glock, now you not tough

Now niggas wanna be polite

Now everything is all "Excuse me, my bad"

You lucky I don't bust your fucking ass

Only thing that saved you is you brodie dad

I will beat your ass on live

At your house like "Come outside"

There's so many viewers on the live

I'm finna beat you like Joe did Jackson 5s

Finna beat you like Pootie Tang with the belt

Beat the shit out you 'till you piss on yourself

Beat the shit out you 'till you shit on yourself

Pistol whip you with the fifth in my belt

Real Rx