Still In Da Hood

Yeah

Real Rx

Yeah

Walk in this bitch with prescription pills

It ain't got no seal, I'ma sip it still

Glick in my hand like, "Be still"

You move wrong, you could be killed

Walked in like the king of the hill

Draco sound like Boomhauer

These niggas move like true cowards

In my Girbauds a few thousand

Glock loaded, I ain't gotta cock it

Money rag hanging while I'm in Compton

What's cracking with you, cuz?

Heard you got that ratchet with you, cuz

Boy, you must think I'm a stupid fuck

Bitches slide on me, cuz

There ain't no way I'm lacking, cuz

Up this bitch and back 'em up

Talk stupid, pack him up

Paramedics wrap him up

Glick on me for any occasion

Glock make a nigga speak Jamaican

My head hurt, where the Percs at?

Make a nigga take a dirt nap

I walk in this bitch like, "Hold it down"

Drac' got her titties done, fifty rounds

Glock got a stick hanging out

Bend the corner in the whip, hanging out

He fresh as fuck, he bought the new Js

I'm tryna knock the nigga outta 'em

Nigga, I'm higher than a bitch

I'm so high I see cuz

I grab my Glock like, "What the fuck?"

They say, "Pap, you a fucking bug"

They blame it on the pills and the mud

They say I ain't shit, still give me love

It's fake but they still give me hugs

They still smile when they dap me up

Talk about me when I'm out of earshot

Point blank range, got a clear shot

Head tap and give him an earshot

Niggas move like Undercover Brother

Papi just a dirty motherfucker

Grew up on the East, nobody loved him

He don't need to know how to love nobody

Run down like Treyway, Papi Shotti

I don't know what he said but I shot him

Beam on his head, I got him

They say with braids I look like Rocky

Walk in this bitch like the Shower Posse

I'm high as fuck, I'm out my body

I don't know where the fuck I parked my Audi

If you want a deal, then don't even call me

The opps mad, they super salty

I don't really like doing no hooks

I dish that rock like a no-look

These niggas do not hit no juggs

I'm strapped to the teeth when I'm in the hood

I made so much money on the block

I made way more money than my opps

I say my grace at the pot

Open the safe with my Glock

I can't let them take what I got

Bitch, I had to slang for my spot

Real Rx, who gon' say I'm not?

Bitch say the wrong thing, they getting shot

Glock in my hand, I'm Fetty Wap

Spoon in my hand, I'm Betty Crock

Cook crack in the spaghetti pot

Top rope, Spike Dudley with the leg drop

I beat that work with a egg-beater

Cool it off, throw the plate in the freezer

Cold water running from the sink, leaking

Auntie don't know how to move discretely

Brillo pads all on the fucking counter

Ain't no money machine on the counter

I don't need a money machine to count up

Cuz at the table loading rounds up

Spin on the opps, finna do a round-up

They say I paint the picture so vivid

Nigga, this not a picture I'm tryna paint

I'm tryna tell you how the fuck I'm living

Rap good but I still hit licks

Still I up the Glock and take your shit

Still bring Auntie off of stims

Still in the hood, it is what it is

They say, "Papi, one day you gon' get a deal"

Yeah, whatever, you still ain't getting no deal

I got weed, hard, soft, and pills

Make one call, I'll be there