I Told You Don’t Trust Me Rx Papi

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
On god
Dawg Shit Records

[Verse]
Grimy ass nigga, yeah, I'm shady as shit
I take his work on the arm and I ain't pay him for shit
I run my block with a iron fist
I can't stand a lying bitch
Wake up and get fly as shit
Left wrist cost a quarter brick
Stood on corners with a zip
Stick fuck up your bottom lip
Gave fifty to my bottom bitch
Amiri's and some Prada kicks
Papi talk a lot of shit
I really sling alot of grit
250 dropped it on my kit
Switches come on all my glicks
Pussy, why you on my dick?
Crack out and I pop my shit
I'm in that mode, a bitch in trouble
These niggas don't know how to hustle
Work make auntie do the cupid shuffle
In the kitchen, drop a triple double
Sportscenter, I'm on ESPN
Glock with me, that's my right hand man
All I know is get it gone
All I know is get it all
I turned her up and put her on and made my lil bitch a boss
I got my first rap check, didn't feel likе a rap check
Just got a nigga knocked off, pay lil brodie through a CashApp
Thеy say I'm living like I'm Mad Max
Don't got no limit, get your ass whacked
I do my brother like Nino did
'Bout that money I off a nigga
Got a dark cloud on my head
I keep my .45 in my bed
Them niggas shot me in my back, but they wish they shot me in my head
I hear voices in my head
I see bodies, I need meds
Talk that talk, this how I live
Bitch I'm as dawg as it's gon get
I'm addicted to the bowl, I can't see me calling it quits
He keep playing on the net and I can see me calling a blitz
I really wanna be a rapper
Can't stay out jail 'cause I'm a smacker
When them crackers check my jacket
Rap sheet came back like a packet
I vacuum seal it then I pack it
They know my car when I'm in traffic
Jump out the car and let shit happen
I'm still a no good dirty bastard
On god
Shoot and jump out with the Carbon
Pap not the one who be doin' no talk
Jump out with the dawg on your dawg and dawg
He thought he was sliding 'til we parked
They wanna be Barksdale and Stringer Bell
Me and my brother like Chris and Marlo
Gun you down and drive the car slow
My momma think I got a lost soul
Board you up in abandoned houses
Don't wanna hear no screaming and shouting
Dope holes, I be in and out 'em
Judge gave him life, ain't know nothing 'bout it
Nigga, my name is my name
I'm spilling blood for it, bitch
They signed deals for they chain, I sold drugs for it, bitch
Flashbacks, being in that cell
When I get out I'ma give 'em hell
My money long, I can pay the bail
Play with me digging an early grave
Fresh as shit but got dirty ways
Jump out the car with a dirty K
I'm [?] back in the day
Drop the bag and find where shorty stay