[Intro]
Yeah, Real RX
Yeah, Real RX, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
I'm on the East side, it's time to go very fast
I walk in this bitch like where the fuck my cash?
I up this fucking Glock, nigga and let 'em have it
Yeah, yeah
They say I'm bugged out, there's some' wrong with my brain
It is what it is, don't expect for me to change
I hate when niggas mugging me or look at my chain
I hate when niggas mug me or look at my ring
I up this fucking Glock, bitch I'm not with the games
I put one in your chest, another one in your brain
They like "Nigga, chill", Thеy like "Nigga calm down"
These niggas cheerlеaders, let's get 'em pom-poms
Catch a body, slam dunk a nigga like LeBron
I walk in this bitch like the motherfucking Don
I walked in this bitch like the motherfucking one
I walked in this bitch with a fucking honey bun
Aunty calling up my phone and I'm like "What the fuck you want?"
She like "I got eighty five, come and get the honey bun"
Yeah, baby I'm the one
Yeah, real RX
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