Rx Papi - Sloppy lyrics
[Rx Papi - Sloppy lyrics]
Niggas be talking bout they getting money
But they don't really get no money
Nigga this mico draco hold a hundred
Said, "Papi, you up to something"
This shit looking like the Royal Rumble
Goose like I step when I walk in Jumanji
If i can’t find a job, bet I find a junkie
Peso pulled up in a Bentley
Jumped out with a hundred
Glock out in my lap so
I left that bitch running
It's a wide body cat
You can hear me when I'm coming
Don’t stop at red light nigga I'm gunning
He tried to run put the blick right on him
I'm in the trap with the pack right on me
Got real mob ties, I'm a real big homie
When I walk in that bitch I
Got that shit on me
It gotta be in you, it can't just be on you
This mask on my face but it ain't for corona
That lil nigga a gonner hell cat go blrrrd
Got rid of the order
Got what you need whenever you call me
You ain't talking about money then
I beg your pardon
Junkies smoke crack nigga we good regardless
Cuz locked, paranoid, he beat the charges
They gave him a bond outside
Where they bond him
Peso said calm down Papi you be wildin'
I’ll walk in this bitch pull
The stick from my boxers
This a Glock 45 I’m not finna box you
Cook dope in your face
Bitch just like hibachi
She want me to buy her a bag and a body
Bitch better bag bags
And help me move these rocks's
Geeked the fuck up got me scratching my body
I’m real RX if I like it I buy it
When you hear Pap talkin
Bitch better be quiet
But they don't really get no money
Nigga this mico draco hold a hundred
Said, "Papi, you up to something"
This shit looking like the Royal Rumble
Goose like I step when I walk in Jumanji
If i can’t find a job, bet I find a junkie
Peso pulled up in a Bentley
Jumped out with a hundred
Glock out in my lap so
I left that bitch running
It's a wide body cat
You can hear me when I'm coming
Don’t stop at red light nigga I'm gunning
He tried to run put the blick right on him
I'm in the trap with the pack right on me
Got real mob ties, I'm a real big homie
When I walk in that bitch I
Got that shit on me
It gotta be in you, it can't just be on you
This mask on my face but it ain't for corona
That lil nigga a gonner hell cat go blrrrd
Got rid of the order
Got what you need whenever you call me
You ain't talking about money then
I beg your pardon
Junkies smoke crack nigga we good regardless
Cuz locked, paranoid, he beat the charges
They gave him a bond outside
Where they bond him
Peso said calm down Papi you be wildin'
I’ll walk in this bitch pull
The stick from my boxers
This a Glock 45 I’m not finna box you
Cook dope in your face
Bitch just like hibachi
She want me to buy her a bag and a body
Bitch better bag bags
And help me move these rocks's
Geeked the fuck up got me scratching my body
I’m real RX if I like it I buy it
When you hear Pap talkin
Bitch better be quiet