[Intro: Rx Papi]
Yeah Topside yeah, yeah, huh, yeah, yeah, huh, yeah huh, yeah
[Verse 1: Rx Papi]
Aunty why you be on that bull shit?
I ain’t got time for that
Where the fuck I put that 8 ball?
Ay where Tanya at?
Who the fuck is that in that Pontiac?
Camera on the wall I’m watching that
You been gone for a week where you shopping at?
Stayed down in the trap until I made me a profit
Fucked up a nigga work but I bought it back
Dawgshit Records, top dawg of that
This dope ain’t gon sell itself, and ion need ya mother fucking help
Papi why you talking like that? cause that’s how I feel
Give a fuck about rap, I’m in the field
Know how many times I fucked up my bitch work
She said “You working with the work put it in work yet”
If it’s a drought on pills ima’ prеss it myself
Don’t worry about me, worry about yourself
Auntiе came short at the window, here you go again
She knocking hard as fuck and yelling, and let her in
[Chorus: Rx Papi]
Aunty why you on that bullshit? (Why you on that Bullshit?)
Why you on that bullshit? (Why you on that what? yeah, yeah)
Aunty why you on that bullshit?
Aunty on that bullshit (She on that bullshit)
I ain’t got time for that (I ain’t got time for that)
Where the fuck I put that 8 ball? (Where the fuck my 8 ball?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where the fuck tanya at?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where tanya at?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where tanya at?)
Huh ohh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[Verse 2: RXK Nephew]
Who the hell gon’ make the run for some cut?
Unc pass the limit throwing up
Ion need no key, I own this bitch
Me and pap like the dope boy brother Jonas
When you speak to me better speak with cajones
Old schools in the back June Bugg on the cream
Anything you see me with never plain Jane
Only two of us with 27 strains
Who killed Kenny?
Unc hit the dope then he died then he came back alive like Kenny
Unc tweaking think he hitting my henny
White ones on my feet like they fendi
Get the hell out the way
One hit of this dope will start off a rave
Bitch from the hood she done beat a gun case
I carried that bitch everyday that’s my favorite
They say “The dope we got overrated”
[Verse 3: Rx Papi]
Fuck out my face bitch I ain’t got shit for you
Whatever you need I can get it to you
For a small feed I’ll cook it for you
Aunty said where you been I’ve been looking for you
It don’t stick to the pot like cooking oil
Cut my last bitch off cause she wasn’t loyal
These hoes for everybody they never for you
I walk in fresher than big smoke
Ezel through a bitch window
Aunty on that bullshit don’t time for it
She tryna sell me and nephew concords
She getting boujee hitting dope like bonjour
[Chorus: Rx Papi]
Aunty why you on that bullshit? (Why you on that Bullshit?)
Why you on that bullshit? (Why you on that what? yeah, yeah)
Aunty why you on that bullshit?
Aunty on that bullshit (She on that bullshit)
I ain’t got time for that (I ain’t got time for that)
Where the fuck I put that 8 ball? (Where the fuck my 8 ball?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where the fuck tanya at?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where tanya at?)
Aye where Tanya at? (Ayy where tanya at?)
Huh ohh yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
