Sunday Dinner - Intellectual

[Intro: Rx Papi]

DrugRxch, yuh

Slithavel, yuh

[Hook]

Cooking up dope like Sunday dinner

I'd never ever get here if I bring all my niggas

When the oil drop, it get stank like Chilli's

Heroin block, get put in the blender

Couldn't stay in school, always got suspended

Hardhead, making soft fast, I ain't listen

.556 leave a nigga missing

.556 turn you to a victim

Keep yo' mouth closed, play yo' position

Take the heroin out the blender and sift it

Ran through Percs, need a new prescription

They took my dawg, everyday I miss him

Wake up, early morning, stare at yo' picturе

Slithery syndrome in my system

Hit a lick, buy an Audi for my sistеr

I ain't gonn' work, gonn' pick the glick up

.556 fuck a nigga whip up

I was in jail, 23 and 1's

Sitting in my cell, push ups and sit ups

Know how many times I thought 'bout cutting my wrists up

I just wanted to see BK get up

Mama always say I'm strong, don't give up

But all I see is my nigga face

Fighting these demons every other day

Narcotics only thing make it go away

You supposed to be with me, laughing to the bank

Thanksgiving ain't never gonn' be the same

Keep having flashbacks in my brain

Sipping Wokeisha to help my pain

Certain shit, just can't be explained

It is what it is, guess it's part of the game

Real street nigga, I'll never change

[Verse 1: Rx Papi and RXKNephew]

I'm on the store like [?]

Domestic violence, Papi beating the pan

Paranoid as the fuck, doing hand-to-hands

Hit a lick, make a nigga do the hammer dance

.556 clear shit like the ambulance

Thought it was straight drop but I change the plan

Hit me two days ago, he was playing

Used to sell crack out a minivan

You want good work, nigga I'm your man

I done seen niggas get shot by the gram

You trapping, don't post no work on the 'Gram

Them people get you, you'll tell on your right hand

Never in my life have I took the stand

Knew I was gonn' rob him when I shook his hand

Get out my sleep, shoulda took the Xan

Slitherman , told you in advance

[Verse 2: RXKNephew]

I'm doing these drugs, tryna help the pain

I got brothers who facing time

I don't fabricate in my rhymes

Before I heard about Vato, I been a slime

I ain't never came close to thinking 'bout snitching

I told my grandma "I'm done robbing people"

I'm a hustler at heart, that's my inner demon

I'mma go to the grave with all my secrets

I know they wanna see me back down bad

You know goddamn well that'll never happen

Oh shit, there they go, that's Neph and Papi

Feet on the dash, I feel like Pappy

I was dead broke, fucked up and nappy

Every narcotic Nephew dipped and dabbled in

I'm [?], you know special packages

We the real DrugRxch, ain't no need to ask me

Neph get a deal, they can just imagine

Everybody got Audis, even Aunty Gladys

I never thought that I would stick with rapping

You shook me once and bitch I'm spazzing

I'm booted as a fuck, like I'm Papi

Ain't no furniture, just a mattress

And a stove, pot, fork and a napkin

Hit a lick, buy BM an Audi wagon