[Intro]
Aye let that shit ride twin
Dawg Shit Records
Real Rx
[Verse]
I jump out the car with the stick a nigga get hit
The boy tried to run but he wasn’t that quick
Double down pap bitch I stay with two glicks
Bro caught one in the head cause this shit can get wicked
Bitch what the fuck you got an attitude for?
I walk in the house she like “Pap you gotta do more”
I got three Hunnit thousand in the floor board
I’m not a rapper I’m a real drug lord
Dickies suit on like NWA me and big skoo really fucked up LA
Make a call for the bag I pull up with the flavors
When I pull up just make sure you got your paper
I drop a quarter brick in a red this big bеlly Fred still sipping my meds cause I’m sick in thе head
Glock got kick hit a bitch in the head
Keep it P when I pop it get your bitch in my bed
I had every intended knock off a P
I had every intended not to take the P
Then crackers came back with some sweet I know I’ll never join them I gotta beat them
7500 on an Arab lawyer before I payed him I asked him “How much you gon’ do for me”
These crackers tryna give a nigga seven they doggin’ cause I’m a convicted felon
He like “I can get you two” but I’ll probably do three
3 years ain’t nun I do that in my sleep call me serve super loaded everyday I’m a yee
If you got weed I’ll get what u need
How many times you gon’ ask me for my cash app
You spend bands with me you should know my cash app
It’s the same name as the last app
Hurry up get on the phone bruh tell your bitch to send that 250
I’ll dead you right now tell your big homie “Get with me”
These niggas be pussy they be stuck in they feelings
Ima’ tell you right now I’m not one of them niggas
They “Big belly Fred here you go again trippin’”
I really sold dope I ain’t crank to Soulja Boy
Nigga try that shit with me I’m spanking Soulja Boy
My Drac in the field that’s a real Soulja boy
Money rag to the front like a magnolia boy
He reach for it got shot I thought they told the boy
The Glock snap like it’s a polaroid try that shit with your niggas cause I’m not going for it
They like “Pap calm down you be going overboard”
Stand over a nigga I got enough for sure
Half the city hate me ‘cause I’m fresh as a bitch
I rob the other half ‘cause them niggas bitch
Nigga made a video slapping a snitch
These niggas be jumping dick to dick
I’m quick to tell a nigga suck my dick
Got murder in your name you ain’t murder nobody
You don’t got a big Glock you just got a big body
Pap don’t diss niggas I only tell the truth
I’m high as a bitch ima’ say what’s on my mind
38 know damn well papi robbed him he ain’t do shit he seen me every time
Broke niggas be like “Brody put me on”
I be looking at niggas like they leg broke
I put that dope bowl in a head yolk
This shit off white it look like egg yolk
Auntie hurry up and close the screen door
She cleaning her pipe with a new Brillo pad
I got deals of weed big limo bags
Bitch look like Coi Leray with yo slim ole ass
Auntie I know how much change it is bring yo ass back
[Outro]
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Let’s ride