Beans

[Intro]

Yeah

The real Rx

[Verse]

One in the head for any altercation

Sippin' Wockeisha on my way to the alter

My partner tryna talk me out of crazy decisions

Left my gun in the car while I seen my P.O.

Feel like Tracy McGrady, I give and I go

Whatever you need, I can get it for the low

The game to be sold, it ain't just to be told

If you know then you know, nigga, that's how it go

I sat the Audi on Forgiatos

On narcotics, swervin', tryna dodge the potholes

I got shooters in traffic, they go where I go

Even when I'm shoppin' on Melrose

In the '87 like Shawty Lo

I'm thе man 'round this bitch, shawty know

It's a fast car, what you think I bought it for?

In the fast lane right now, I'm one forty-four

This bitch ain't еven in sport mode

Hittin' this ho like it got turbo

White cup full of purple

I'm sippin' on Barneys with bags from Barney's

Too high to drive, gotta pull up on Auntie

I came a long way hand-to-handin' with junkies

Now I start cars without usin' a car key

And still pick up when I see Auntie calling

Live life no condom, I gave y'all the raw me

My last ho mad, she broke up, she salty

When I crashed my Benz, came back in an Audi

I walk in this bitch like I'm Barry Gordy

Most the time I'm Dominic Toretto

But sometimes I feel like Jeff Gordon

Roll a blunt, pour a line while I'm recordin'

Nine times out of ten, that's Jordy callin'

My bitch shake ass like she from New Orleans

I heard they got cheap lean in Texas

Let a nigga think he gonna finesse me

Then get his shit kicked in like David Beckham

I ain't talkin' 'bout a workout when I stretch him

He could be Usain Bolt, 5.56 catch him

I get to the pot, I'm ambidextrous

Watch what you doin', don't make a mess with this

Auntie said she think I'm Heaven-sent

Talkin' crazy, get your melon split

Not a trapper, you ain't sellin' shit

You a rat, I know you tellin' shit

Since a boy, I been through hell and shit

I don't drink green or that yellow shit

Hi-Tech, Wock', maybe Tris

Fill it to the top and baby sip

Held the cup so damn long

Lookin' at me like I'm baby sittin'

Hit the pot, I got a crazy wrist

I cannot stand a lazy bitch

Cinderella madder than a bitch

Came home booted off the shit

Laid down, gave her lazy dick

She like, "Papi, who you playin' with?"

It ain't no one how I pre-made this shit

Most of the time, I just be sayin' shit

Say a bunch of fire shit and don't save the shit

I don't know what the fuck be wrong with my brain and shit

If I could then I would explain the shit

But I can't, so I ain't gonna explain the shit

Hit the range and work on my aim and shit

5.56 hit a nigga in his pancreas

Glick on my hip, I came with this

Pap stay armed and dangerous

That old-ass foreign, you should be ashamed of it

I wouldn't wanna be the nigga that hang with him

I used to have neck braids like Jermaine and them

But I was never in the same gang as them

They was doin' dirty nigga shit

I was tryna get a chain and shit

Before I meet up with a gang of hoes

I'd rather go out and hit a lick

Been that way since a lil' jit

And it ain't gonna be no different shit

Get low in the cut and get high as fuck

I hate when a nigga size me up

Nigga, I will beat the fuck out you if you try your luck

It ain't nan' nigga that's invincible

You seen what happened to FBG Duck

I ain't from Chicago

I don't know what the fuck they got goin' on, so I don't give a fuck

I'm gon' say what the fuck on my mind

Nigga, I do this shit here all the time

Ridin' with the Glick on my side

'Cause it ain't nan' nigga gon' take mine

Nigga, I know BDs, GDs, dope fiends that'll steal a TV

I know Bloods, I know Crips, I know niggas that'll go off in your shit

I know Vice Lords and Tribus

Nigga, they're lethal

My trap look like a cathedral

I'm in that bitch wearin' all white like The Beatles

This shit'll get uglier than Beanie Sigel