[Intro]

Real Rx

[Verse]

Hit the bitch, walked in like Lisa Raye

I walk in the bank like everyday payday

Big crack bags look like Hey Arnold

Serve you out the window like Ronald McDonald

Trap house kick like Ronda Rousey

Walked in with codeine, moving drowsy

Walked in this bitch like Tino Andretti

Ready for the "Real RX", they wasn't ready

Walk up on my bitch like "Tell me I'm sexy"

FaceTime me bitch, don't text me

Walk in this motherfucker silky smooth

Walked in like GS9 on the news

Unc walked in the trap on bullshit

Talking 'bout "Who served me this bullshit?"

I'm looking at crodie like "Boy, you know you can't whip"

I get on the stove with a hurricane wrist

These pussy-ass nigga ain't got swag like this

Pussy-ass nigga ain't blowing a bag like this

Glock sound dumb as shit, IceJJFish

Broke and upset, ready to slit his wrist

These niggas is hanging from my dick

Ain't pausing shit, suck dick

They like "Papi, is you gon' stay independent?"

I'm like "Shut the fuck up and mind ya business"

A-AP cost a whole chicken

Don't call my phone 'till the load finished

Crodie got caught with work in his car, his second straight, caught a long sentence

Drac' keep going like a run-on sentence

I'm the evil villain of the village

Bla-black toast, cut brick in the ceiling

Aunty get high on Penicillin

I walked in this bitch like "Fuck ya feelings"

You start moving Wok', I don't want no dealings

I don't sell Wok', I'm not that type of dealer

I walked in like one of the big figure niggas

I feel like DJ Screw and Fat Pat

Z-Ro and Shawty Lo 'fore he crashed

MC Moe 3 and Dough B

I walked in this bitch like the original OG

I stuffed twenty thousand in some old jeans

My uncle turned into a dope fiend

He'll buy a sack for fifteen

And make sure the Audi fucking clean

He see me, he say "What's up, mane?"

It's crazy how crack'll make a person change

They ask me how my conscious is

Ask my uncle, I still serve him this shit

If I don't get the money, somebody else get it

Fuck them niggas, I'd rather be the one with it

My mama told me "One day, boy, you gotta chill"

Take packs, sip drank, be on all kind of pills

Bitch know I don't be on all kinda pills

I drink lean and do Perc' pills

Jump in the Audi like "Crodie, take the wheel"

Sold dope so long, can't make a will

I don't care if it's free, I'ma take it still

Up the glick on a nigga like "Bitch, be still"

I'll do a nigga like Bishop and steal

For no apparent reason, get you killed

These niggas move like Jaheem

Cuz strapped, I'm strapped, know I mean?

Big-ass Glock, Yao Ming

-look the same, Siamese

Shooting up shit, we don't give a damn

Clean the gun daily so it don't jam

Aunty leave the trap, I'm like "Thank you, ma'am"

Re-up, smoke that, come back again

Aunty get front door service, so let her in

I'm high as shit, look like Jeremy Lin

I don't know if its the fumes from the crack or the weed in my blunt

Either way, I'm good bitch, I'm geeked as the fuck

Beanbag on 'em, Pap beating it up

Leather seats in the Audi, I'm heating it up

He see the Glock, now he freezing up

I'm Real RX, I want money and drugs