[Intro: Rx Papi]
Uh
Dawg Shit Records

[Verse: Rx Papi, Shawny Binladen]
You good wherever i'm at
I'm strapped, cuz' strapped, shit, everybody strapped
First n***a move wrong first n***a get whacked
Ain't nothing but Crips in this bitch
I got a n***a deal on my wrist
Yellow gold, told the jeweler take a piss
This not a V6
I don't dance like that but cuz' got me bobbling
Drac' hit him, look like he milly rocking
Hellcat, Scatpack, I got plenty options
Show my ass on the opps, I know they watching
That's not his money, he Photoshopping
My bitch tell me I'm oh so toxic
Up the Glock on a opp, no compromising
We got more sticks than Bin Laden
They like "Damn, it's Pap' and Shawny Binladen
Might pull up in Audi, bitch, I been wildin'
My whole city know I been 'bout it
When I'm in the paint, bitch, I'm Ben Wallace
Cartier cost three times ten thousand
The Glock f-f-f-f-f
N***a move wrong and the n***a got hit
Before he drop he twirled and twist
ARP shoot 5.56
That's a whole lotta wickery, shit could get wicked
When Pap' in the club just know he got a stick with him
Jump off the stage and turn a n***a to a victim
I can see clear through my Cartier lenses
Just spent a n***a whole rap deal on a pendant
Opps outside, told lil' bro "Bend it"
Get a clip, click, but the windows they tinted
Maybach slidin', no, this shit ain't rented
We slide with a big MAC
Poppin these Perc's back to back like they Tic Tacs
Man down, all that boy heard was the click-clack
We packed 'em off, yeah, we got that boy gift wrapped
Uh, trap, I can't leave it
Whip whip my jackpot, I'ma beat it
This bitch wan' get cracked and she think I'ma seat it
It's only drug dealers and thugs in this meeting
Opp died, told my brother roll a Gotti
Breakin' bricks down like I know Karate
If my opps outside I go tear they lobby
Just got a new MAC, I don't want that shotty
Slidin this 'Cat, not no Maserati
And my Glock all black so I call it Bobby
Free my ooter, he up top and gettin off it
I just put my main fien' onto Rx Papi
Spinnin' spinnin' like I'm kamikaze
I'll link a thot and make her smoke the block
N***as watching gang and then they always copy
N***ass leeches, gotta keep 'em off my body
Beat up packs, a n***a feel like Rocky
Spot a opp, a n***a up the Glocky
Got hoes, but I'm not a jockey
[Outro: Shawny Binladen]
Oh yeah, uh
Yeah
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