Ya Father

Lyrics

[Intro] Yuhh Real Rx [Verse 1] Nigga did a bid, now he scared straight I walk in this bitch with a brick of 'caine My daddy sold dope, I feel like Cain I walk in this bitch like Sugar Shane They like, "Yeah, this the Papi that we miss" "That other nigga just be popping shit" Talk to me crazy, shoot you in your shit Can't leave a witness, shoot you and your bitch I use to think my uncle was somebody Had me fooled my whole life, that nigga a bitch My dad sold more dope than Ronald Raegan Walk in the trap like, "Let the games begin" Unc been smoking work since I was six Aunty been bugging out on some shit I remember when I asked my mom for somе cash My facial expression was sick as a bitch I been robbing niggas since a baby I'll rob a nigga whilе he with his baby White gold cuban, bust down HD They prayed on my downfall and they hate me If I get caught, I ain't changing shit We all know who's lips could sink a ship My aunty so fake, siddity bitch I be on some dirty, grimy, gritty shit Y'ain't gotta fuck with me or like me I'm icier than a hoe, so icy You gay if you want niggas to like you I sold crack in middle school and high school Shout out my muh'fucking nigga [?] Only nigga sell you thirty dollar beans I walk in this bitch like Trey Jeans I'm so high I forgot where I put my keys Who the fuck you talking to? Like what the fuck you wanna do? Bitch don't die cause you off the boot Glock knock a nigga clean out his boots They deleted my songs, that was horseshit Whole half on the eighth, that's broke shit I seen yo interview, that shit was corny Niggas only get views cause they mention me I'll walk in this bitch like H and D Nigga we don't play games, we play for keeps I'll run a nigga baby mama over in a Jeep Reverse and run that bitch back over in a Jeep My momma said "Baby when the last time you got sleep?" Ion know, my head been fucking with me I heard these niggas upped they bounty Well I'm strapped, so is every nigga around me They say papi, you a fucking hot head I'm a pill popper, and I'm a pothead Crack out the cut like "What the fuck you said?" Said it behind my back, now say it again Nigga these streets ain't got no love I had to pistol whip my own blood That's what happen when niggas think they tough Glock transform like Shia Leboeuf Walk in this bitch like enough is enough Ion like boujie hoes, my bitch rough Check my rap sheets I sold all kinds of stuff In the trunk, a nigga a get stuff You think you the shit cause you big and buff Hit em with the Glock and fold em up You better respect yo motherfucking jaw Glock got four legs on it like a dog They like "Papi, how the fuck that made sense at all?" It didn't but bitch don't lie, that was hard I'm Hitman when I'm completing the job My shit hitting like Pearl Harbour Drake make a nigga crump in the yard Look like Chris Brown from Stomp the Yard Drake leave a nigga slumped on his car Reload the drake, give em' a encore I pick up everytime your aunt call She don't like me but that's still my fucking dawg She say she need two fifties of hard Audi pulled up in the front yard I rap about Audis cause i really buy em When they rap about Audis they really lying These niggas broke and don't got swag Identity crisis looking for a dad Why the fuck you think they call me Pap?