[Intro]

Stop flexing your muscles, Jordan

Yeah, real Rx

WhothehellisCarlo?

Yuh

Yeah

[Verse]

I walk in this bitch and put my mask on

Heat the stove up then put the glass on

Cook a new batch, I done ran through the last jawn

Got a mean wrist, they say Papi got his dad' arm

I was fucked up but my bitch put me back on

That's a real bitch so she gotta get a fraction

Ain't shit sweet so you can't run it by me

How you know we sell crack? We all got SRTs!

Put the trap in my lil nigga' baby momma' name

We got dawg food, e-pills, a whole lot of cane

Throw my buffs on, bitch, Papi ain't tryna see a thang

Glock hit from long range, niggas go to movin' strange

AP on my wrist ain't from no fuckin' rap streams

Bitch, I'm good in the hood, I get love from all the fiends

Niggas in my hood love me likе I'm Marlo Stanfield

Pull a pistol on a opp like "Pussy nigga, stand still"

Keep on flexin' with your man' monеy, get your man killed

They say Papi onna bullshit, ain't got no damn chill

I get high on them percs, m ight, let go of this damn wheel

They say the way I talk, I might scare away the damn deal

14-5'll get you a 31, give me 28 flat, I'll give you another one

Pure cocaine, always hit it with one on one

I beat the streets fair and square, I whooped that bitch 1-on-1

There's niggas in my city that hate me that tell you I'm the one

When you seen Papi, ten times out of ten, I had my gun

I got my mask on, nigga, way before corona virus

You see the strap drawn, wishin' up and down a nigga try it

Percs kicked in, bitch, they got me high out my mind

Got pulled over with the work, first one I'm callin' is my mom

Niggas shot me in my back when I was out on double bond

Before they started snitchin', I walk in this bitch like Nicky Barnes

Door swingin' back to back, auntie, what the fuck you want?

Got me sweatin' in the kitchen, bitch, you know I get it done

12 hit the block, bitch, I hit the fence and I'ma jump

Don't nun' but cocaine get cooked in this house

Play with that money if you want and get cooked in this house

You'll get beat the fuck up and booked in this house

I got codeine spillin' on my new Chrome Hearts shirt

Cup of codeine cost a new Chrome Hearts shirt

Back-to-back problems, shit gettin' on my nerves

Widebody cat, put this bitch all on your curb

They say Papi too arrogant and way too absurd

My bitch watched my pour the cup, she said that's way too much syrup

Rolled my Backwood, cuz said that's way too much herb

Glock hit a nigga, blow his ass way over there

Green beans, red beans, money rags in the air

Come to think about it, I seen money rags everywhere

The trap bein' hard, nigga, no we can't quit

I took half of my advance and I made that bitch flip

I'm still in the hood, coolin' 4.56 [?]

You try me, you gon' hear this big ass .45 spit

They know I'm drug rich, they say they I'm not, they on my dick

The hood love Papi, always say I'm on my shit

Auntie begged me not to leave, she know I ain't gon' quit

I got one foot out, I'm keepin' one foot in