DMX

[Intro]
Uh
Real Rx

[Verse]
Walk in this bitch like Bankroll Fresh
Money rag on, crack in my drawers
Glock same size as Biggie Smalls
I was dead broke, had to risk it all
Jump the gate when you see the red dogs
.556s take your head off
Run to that money, [?]
Swing the machete, chop a nigga legs off
My bitch think she a city girl
All day long, all she do is scam
EDD and wire fraud, all day long she go on and on
I wrapped the deal with Post Malone
Sit in the trap, all alone
Me, Wokesha and styrofoam
Roxanne tripping, left that bitch home
My pockets fat, obese and big boned
.556 change your skin tonе
Remember whеn I had beef with Jerome
Pistol on me everyday walking home
Don't you ever run up on me wrong
One false move, bitch you gone
I walk in this bitch like Blueface
Slap a bitch for scuffing my shoelace
You shaking, can't even shoot straight
My jewelry HD and Blu-ray
Kick 'em, push 'em like Lupe
Why the fuck would I listen to what you say?
I feel like Big in Juicy
I sip Wock, not D'USSÉ
Don't look at me with the Screw face
Glick make you look like Two-Face
Draco got aim like toothpaste
When I'm in the trap, feel like Rob Base
I send a pussy nigga on a mission
Slap the shit out him if he don't listen
I was broke but not [?]
Now when I talk, they got to listen
You know damn well I ain't politicking
I'm trying to sell coke to a politician
I seen my brother for a mortician
That shit dead fucked up my vision
Sipping on wock, scratching and itching
When I'm all alone, I'm bugging and twitching
It's one in the head, if you want you can get it
It's thirty more coming when I put the clip in
It's a long nose on me, it look like Scotty Pippen
I jump in my Audi and then go to drifting
Feel like Trick Daddy, I don't do no tricking
Serve his ass a dummy brick, I tricked him
He was so happy, he ain't know I tricked him
Then he came back trying to play the victim
Before he even knew what the fuck hit him
Before he got out the car, a .556 flipped it
I don't skateboard or do kickflips
I drive the Audi like a stickshift
A lil nigga but I got a big glick
Hollow points will go through a big bitch
Them niggas rap, they never did shit
I really rob shit and really hit licks
I really cook crack and really flipped it
Really was sticked up on a mission
Hang out the window, start hitting
Hell nah, Pap ain't religious
But I pray to God I ain't miss 'em
You can get far when you mind your business
I learned from Brock, be 'bout your business
Don't have too many niggas in your business
When the car get too hot, then switch it
High as a bitch, I'm getting lifted
Bitch this a Dutch, not a Swisher
Walk in the trap like it's a stick up
Pop a perc and load the stick up
Pap on Roxies and the jigga
I was in jail doing chin-ups
Crunches, push-ups and sit-ups
Punch you in your face, pack your shit up
Knocked him down, told him "Get up"
I'mma stay the same, I don't switch up
I'mma pour a deuce and get my dick sucked
I'm in a 'Stang going fast as hell
Mama said she wished I was back in jail
Yellow nigga but the stick black as hell
These niggas move funny like Dave Chapelle
I'm spinning out in a Chevy Chevelle
Widebody kit look like a whale
"Put the bag down" like Denzel
You a young boy, like Kentrell
The bank teller asked me "What's that smell?"
I said "Biscotti and Chanel"
Adequate, proper and very well
These niggas living in fairytales
I got more swag than Pharrell
I'm deadass bitch, I'm for real