[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Brainstorm went crazy on the beat
Yah, uh
Ayy who the fuck-
What? Uh, uh (Real Rx)
Real Rx (Real Rx)
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah
[Verse]
Ayy why you touching shit?
You don’t even know what the fuck you fuckin’ with (What you fuckin’ with)
I got smack I got girl i told them “Come and get it” (Come and get it)
I drop that bag on his head my youngans running with it
Yeah they said “They want me” i told them “Come and get me”
Yeah two Glocks three Glocks that’s a Hunnit and fifty
Yeah two shots three shots they not fuckin’ with me (Boom, boom)
Bitch I’m on one pint two pints fucked up my fuckin’ kidney
Yeah, yeah (Real Rx) I’m in a wide body (Yeah)
AP on my wrist try to take it you ready to die bout it
Yeah I say the word them niggas gon’ slide bout it
Yeah, yeah they know it I’m bout it, yeah sold dope (Real Rx) out my grandma and my mom houses
Yeah I done ran through more then five ounces (Come on, come on)
Yeah on two pair of jeans I spend like five thousand yeah they say “Little bro wildin’ (Come on)
They say “Bro stylin’” (Come on)
You don’t know bout it (Yeah)
Yeah I came up out of dope houses (Real Rx)
Yeah you never seen it yeah nigga Ripley’s couldn’t even believe it (Yeah)
Yeah, yeah, real Rx yeah, (Real Rx) I walk in that bitch with a check
I walk in that bitch gold Cuban my neck I walk in that bitch I ain’t wearing a protect (Yeah)
I walk in that bitch like “Bitch I’m him”
I walk in that bitch like I’m not them (Come on) yeah on ESPN I make top ten bitch I’m talking one through ten back to back again and again yeah we hit him him and him yeah
These niggas wanna be fifth my youngans spin the block the hit the witness they didn’t see shit
[Outro]
Real Rx
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