Beans Rx Papi

[Intro]
Yeah
The real Rx

[Verse]
One in the head for any altercation
Sippin' Wockeisha on my way to the alter
My partner tryna talk me out of crazy decisions
Left my gun in the car while I seen my P.O.
Feel like Tracy McGrady, I give and I go
Whatever you need, I can get it for the low
The game to be sold, it ain't just to be told
If you know then you know, nigga, that's how it go
I sat the Audi on Forgiatos
On narcotics, swervin', tryna dodge the potholes
I got shooters in traffic, they go where I go
Even when I'm shoppin' on Melrose
In the '87 like Shawty Lo
I'm thе man 'round this bitch, shawty know
It's a fast car, what you think I bought it for?
In the fast lane right now, I'm one forty-four
This bitch ain't еven in sport mode
Hittin' this ho like it got turbo
White cup full of purple
I'm sippin' on Barneys with bags from Barney's
Too high to drive, gotta pull up on Auntie
I came a long way hand-to-handin' with junkies
Now I start cars without usin' a car key
And still pick up when I see Auntie calling
Live life no condom, I gave y'all the raw me
My last ho mad, she broke up, she salty
When I crashed my Benz, came back in an Audi
I walk in this bitch like I'm Barry Gordy
Most the time I'm Dominic Toretto
But sometimes I feel like Jeff Gordon
Roll a blunt, pour a line while I'm recordin'
Nine times out of ten, that's Jordy callin'
My bitch shake ass like she from New Orleans
I heard they got cheap lean in Texas
Let a nigga think he gonna finesse me
Then get his shit kicked in like David Beckham
I ain't talkin' 'bout a workout when I stretch him
He could be Usain Bolt, 5.56 catch him
I get to the pot, I'm ambidextrous
Watch what you doin', don't make a mess with this
Auntie said she think I'm Heaven-sent
Talkin' crazy, get your melon split
Not a trapper, you ain't sellin' shit
You a rat, I know you tellin' shit
Since a boy, I been through hell and shit
I don't drink green or that yellow shit
Hi-Tech, Wock', maybe Tris
Fill it to the top and baby sip
Held the cup so damn long
Lookin' at me like I'm baby sittin'
Hit the pot, I got a crazy wrist
I cannot stand a lazy bitch
Cinderella madder than a bitch
Came home booted off the shit
Laid down, gave her lazy dick
She like, "Papi, who you playin' with?"
It ain't no one how I pre-made this shit
Most of the time, I just be sayin' shit
Say a bunch of fire shit and don't save the shit
I don't know what the fuck be wrong with my brain and shit
If I could then I would explain the shit
But I can't, so I ain't gonna explain the shit
Hit the range and work on my aim and shit
5.56 hit a nigga in his pancreas
Glick on my hip, I came with this
Pap stay armed and dangerous
That old-ass foreign, you should be ashamed of it
I wouldn't wanna be the nigga that hang with him
I used to have neck braids like Jermaine and them
But I was never in the same gang as them
They was doin' dirty nigga shit
I was tryna get a chain and shit
Before I meet up with a gang of hoes
I'd rather go out and hit a lick
Been that way since a lil' jit
And it ain't gonna be no different shit
Get low in the cut and get high as fuck
I hate when a nigga size me up
Nigga, I will beat the fuck out you if you try your luck
It ain't nan' nigga that's invincible
You seen what happened to FBG Duck
I ain't from Chicago
I don't know what the fuck they got goin' on, so I don't give a fuck
I'm gon' say what the fuck on my mind
Nigga, I do this shit here all the time
Ridin' with the Glick on my side
'Cause it ain't nan' nigga gon' take mine
Nigga, I know BDs, GDs, dope fiends that'll steal a TV
I know Bloods, I know Crips, I know niggas that'll go off in your shit
I know Vice Lords and Tribus
Nigga, they're lethal
My trap look like a cathedral
I'm in that bitch wearin' all white like The Beatles
This shit'll get uglier than Beanie Sigel