QuiccDraw Rx Papi

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Real Rx
Yeah

[Chorus]
Glock cocked with one in the head
My bitch said, "Why you got a gun in the bed?"
Backwood stuffed with a nigga who dead
Percocet pills startin' to fuck with my head
I walked in like Big Belly Fred
It was what it was and it is what it is
My opps ain't never on ten
QuiccDraw McGraw when I'm grippin' that stick (Real Rx)

[Verse 1]
I pulled up with the Glock in my hand
Sticked the fuck up, hundred shots in advance
You get one fair warning, you can die in advance
You ridin' with your man? You gon' die with your man
Bitch ass nigga, you know what it is
Get shot in your gut, now you're holdin' your rib
He ran and he still tried holdin' 'em in
He got boxеd in the corner, we closin' it in
Thеy don't never get money, we ain't goin' with them
I'ma speak how I feel, I ain't holdin' it in
Up the Glock on a bitch, there it go with the wind
I ain't settlin' for less, I'ma go for the win
Sticked up, bitch, they know how I move
I don't wanna talk, I'ma up it and shoot
Pap walk in like he off the [?]
Nine times out of ten, I'm on [?]
Fresh as fuck, down to the boot
Glock got thirty rounds in it, too
Run down on you with your boo
[?], get you shot in your coupe
Walk in this bitch like Biggs and Wayne
Walked in and I'm leavin' with every chain
A nigga dumb enough to reach for these chains?
His ass gettin' hit with everything
I'll put that on everything
Up this Glock and fuckin' bang
Like a dead cell phone, let it ring
I walk in this bitch like the real Hank Hill
Can't really feel nothin' 'cause I'm on pain pills
Better make sure my drink don't spill
Don't touch nothin', sit back, be still
These niggas move like Ezhel