Missy Elliot
Rx Papi
GENRE
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Walk in this bitch like monta ellis
Dont numba step n step in my section
Cuz like ya necklace leave him neckless
We up that glick no second guessin
He can run all he want this bitch a catch him
Kick in the trap like david beckham
This beat go harder than a fuck
Im high right now booted as fuck
My bitch say im sexier than lil baby
Said she wanna be like jada and lil baby
With my wrist in a bowl i go crazy
This a Glock 17 not a 380
Im the real domineque imma speed racer
Sign on my trap say i need paper
Scratch off onna nigga see me later
Ain't nun free in life no free favors
I wanna house so big i can't see neighbors
Nigga i need more than 3 acres
I smoke top shеlf extreme flavors
Ain't nothin on my jackеt but a supreme label
They say pap got the bag started goin crazy
Looked out for my bro and my old lady
Im the one with the Glock tracy mcgrady
Auntie said the work taste like turkey gravy
Glock on me same size as big baby
My bitch throw a fit like a big baby
I walk in the trap like gervonta davis
Beat the shit out da pot like to work an shave it
I pop a perc when my heart racin
Everybody got sticks like we in the navy
Doin 130 on the dash 180
Im icier than a ice skater skatin on glaciers
Auntie walk in tha trap like goodness gracious
I told her shut the fuck up and have some patience
Cuz if you want bullshit then go down the street
Other than that get the fuck from round me
Im cookin workin a pan like ground beef
Inna circus you belong where the clowns be
Take my hoodie off i look like mr t
I light the whole house up like christmas eve
I dont like lollipops i stay sucker free
He know damn well he can't fuck with me
I hit for 7 but im tuckin 3
Still posted up where the cluckers be
Wake up out my sleep and my phone beep
Auntie where you at or where you gon be
She said pack da bullshit man this time is you really gon pull up on me
I said hell yea auntie im gettin up right now
She said Mmmhmm yea we gon see
I looked down at my wrist den it blind me
My shit hittin hard nigga times three
Jumped in the car doin high speeds
Sippin wok smoking divine weed
My bitch sunbathe by the palm trees
Im wearing palms angels in palm springs
In the palm of my hand its a ningding
Up that bitch and do a clean sweep
Gotta walk in this bitch like chief keef
I came in the game with more money than chief keef
They say pap can't die im lil reese
I feel like ballout in twenty sixteen
Everytime they see me they say pap ya clean
I slide in this bitch with the gangster lean
Baby drink with a hunnid round drum filled with five five sixes witta bean
Up this bitch take em off the scene
Real Rx get tha fuck from me
Yuh
Yuh
Yuh
Walk in this bitch like monta ellis
Dont numba step n step in my section
Cuz like ya necklace leave him neckless
We up that glick no second guessin
He can run all he want this bitch a catch him
Kick in the trap like david beckham
This beat go harder than a fuck
Im high right now booted as fuck
My bitch say im sexier than lil baby
Said she wanna be like jada and lil baby
With my wrist in a bowl i go crazy
This a Glock 17 not a 380
Im the real domineque imma speed racer
Sign on my trap say i need paper
Scratch off onna nigga see me later
Ain't nun free in life no free favors
I wanna house so big i can't see neighbors
Nigga i need more than 3 acres
I smoke top shеlf extreme flavors
Ain't nothin on my jackеt but a supreme label
They say pap got the bag started goin crazy
Looked out for my bro and my old lady
Im the one with the Glock tracy mcgrady
Auntie said the work taste like turkey gravy
Glock on me same size as big baby
My bitch throw a fit like a big baby
I walk in the trap like gervonta davis
Beat the shit out da pot like to work an shave it
I pop a perc when my heart racin
Everybody got sticks like we in the navy
Doin 130 on the dash 180
Im icier than a ice skater skatin on glaciers
Auntie walk in tha trap like goodness gracious
I told her shut the fuck up and have some patience
Cuz if you want bullshit then go down the street
Other than that get the fuck from round me
Im cookin workin a pan like ground beef
Inna circus you belong where the clowns be
Take my hoodie off i look like mr t
I light the whole house up like christmas eve
I dont like lollipops i stay sucker free
He know damn well he can't fuck with me
I hit for 7 but im tuckin 3
Still posted up where the cluckers be
Wake up out my sleep and my phone beep
Auntie where you at or where you gon be
She said pack da bullshit man this time is you really gon pull up on me
I said hell yea auntie im gettin up right now
She said Mmmhmm yea we gon see
I looked down at my wrist den it blind me
My shit hittin hard nigga times three
Jumped in the car doin high speeds
Sippin wok smoking divine weed
My bitch sunbathe by the palm trees
Im wearing palms angels in palm springs
In the palm of my hand its a ningding
Up that bitch and do a clean sweep
Gotta walk in this bitch like chief keef
I came in the game with more money than chief keef
They say pap can't die im lil reese
I feel like ballout in twenty sixteen
Everytime they see me they say pap ya clean
I slide in this bitch with the gangster lean
Baby drink with a hunnid round drum filled with five five sixes witta bean
Up this bitch take em off the scene
Real Rx get tha fuck from me
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