[Intro]
Yuhh
Real Rx

[Verse 1]
N***a did the beat nice, came straight
I walk in this bitch with a brick of 'caine
My daddy sold dope, I feel like Cain
I walk in this bitch like Sugar Shane
They like, "Yeah, this the Papi that we miss"
"That other n***a just be popping shit"
Talk to me crazy, shoot you in your shit
Can't leave a witness, shoot you and your bitch
I use to think my uncle was somebody
Had me fooled my whole life, that n***a a bitch
My dad sold more dope than Ronald Raegan
Walk in the trap like, "Let the games begin"
Unc been smoking work since I was six
Aunty been bugging out on some shit
I remember whеn I asked my mom for some cash
My facial exprеssion was sick as a bitch
I been robbing n***as since a baby
I'll rob a n***a while he with his baby
White gold cuban, bust down HD
They prayed on my downfall and they hate me
If I get caught, I ain't changing shit
We all know who's lips could sink a ship
My aunty so fake, siddity bitch
I be on some dirty, grimy, gritty shit
Y'ain't gotta fuck with me or like me
I'm icier than a hoe, so icy
You gay if you want n***as to like you
I sold crack in middle school and high school
Shout out my muh'fucking n***a [?]
Only n***a sell you thirty dollar beans
I walk in this bitch like Trey Jeans
I'm so high I forgot where I put my keys
Who the fuck you talking to?
Like what the fuck you wanna do?
Bitch don't die cause you off the boot
Glock knock a n***a clean out his boots
They deleted my songs, that was horseshit
Whole half on the eighth, that's broke shit
I seen yo interview, that shit was corny
N***as only get views cause they mention me
I'll walk in this bitch like H and D
N***a we don't play games, we play for keeps
I'll run a n***a baby mama over in a Jeep
Reverse and run that bitch back over in a Jeep
My momma said "Baby when the last time you got sleep?"
Ion know, my head been fucking with me
I heard these n***as upped they bounty
Well I'm strapped, so is every n***a around me
They say papi, you a fucking hot head
I'm a pill popper, and I'm a pothead
Crack out the cut like "What the fuck you said?"
Said it behind my back, now say it again
N***a these streets ain't got no love
I had to pistol whip my own blood
That's what happen when n***as think they tough
Glock transform like Shia Leboeuf
Walk in this bitch like enough is enough
Ion like boujie hoes, my bitch rough
Check my rap sheets I sold all kinds of stuff
In the trunk, a n***a a get stuff
You think you the shit cause you big and buff
Hit em with the Glock and fold em up
You better respect yo motherfucking jaw
Glock got four legs on it like a dog
They like "Papi, how the fuck that made sense at all?"
It didn't but bitch don't lie, that was hard
I'm Hitman when I'm completing the job
My shit hitting like Pearl Harbour
Drake make a n***a crump in the yard
Look like Chris Brown from Stomp the Yard
Drake leave a n***a slumped on his car
Reload the drake, give em' a encore
I pick up everytime your aunt call
She don't like me but that's still my fucking dawg
She say she need two fifties of hard
Audi pulled up in the front yard
I rap about Audis cause i really buy em
When they rap about Audis they really lying
These n***as broke and don't got swag
Identity crisis looking for a dad
Why the fuck you think they call me Pap?