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Bitch don't even know my name, she think imma get her a Prada bag
I told her I could do it, I got a cuban, we make a lot of cash
I'm smooth when I manoeuvre, how I do it, it was kinda fast
Isometric through the section with that stick, come through and line his ass
I understand you got a Glock but we got choppers like Bin Laden had
You'd think it's groceries in this bitch cause brodie sell a lot of bags
He pulled it out the oven, it's kinda hot like a lasagna slab
Your bitch really dirt, on God, she just got a lotta ass
Black Louie belt, cuz kick shit like karate class
Left residue on the counter, fucked around and made my momma mad
A gut shot'll leave your whole stomach all kinds of bad
You can't shit right, you need a nurse to change all kinda bags
Cuz copped a Hellcat but he don't even drive it fast
You been fucked up since I knew you, go ahead with your lyin' ass
You been searching high and low, been tryin to find yo lil hidin' ass
Type of nigga that wanna drop a dime when I'm slidin past
My cousin shot a nigga and then asked where the hoes at
He can't hustle for shit, I fronted him once and he fucked up the whole slab
That nigga know how to rob, he went out and brought a whole Loewe bag
I only talk my real life, other niggas be so cap
I line you up and take your ass down, it's a known fact
This chopper hit yo face, no way you gettin your dome back
Nigga bought a cheap ass watch, cost a Scatpack
Cuz did 5, came home, still eatin Jack Mac
I really played the (?...), fuck a rap check
Niggas hit my line for a feature, I send my CashApp
I send auntie to the store with 20 bucks like bring my cash back
Drop 20 bowls off at cuz house like and told him bag that
Micro ARP sound like bombs over Baghdad
Unk ask for one on the arm, I let him have that
I jump up out that car broad day, and let em have that
My name is my name, fuck with it and I turn to Mad Max
Glock come out my draws close range it'll blow yo ass back
He turned his back and then he got hit, from head to asscrack
Made auntie wait 5 more minutes cause this the last batch
This rap shit cool, but I really got rich from glass slabs, on God

Release Date: July 09, 2023

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Chester Author Roscoe (born May 17, 1995), known professionally as Rx Papi, is an American recording artist born in Rochester, New York and based in Bronx, New York.

Rx Papi began rapping when he was 9 years old. In May 2018, Papi was arrested for 21 months on counts of drug charges. After finishing his jail sentence and releasing his free-from-prison ode “First Day Out”, he began to pursue music as a full-time career.

Rx Papi used to go under the name Lil Fleechy as that was his name “in the streets,” he explained in an interview with Passion of the Weiss.

So I was really still doing street shit while rapping under that name, and due to all the street shit I was doing, I didn’t really get all the support I was supposed to be getting. Because, niggas know I did such and such, or something happened to someone, so I ain’t going to bump his shit. So when I changed my name, nobody’s going to know me, they’re going to say “who’s this Rx Papi!? I never heard of him, I’m going to keep bumping him”. And the whole time, you may have a real problem with me but he’s still bumping my music the whole time because he doesn’t know it’s me.

Rx Papi began to receive major recognition in early 2022 after his song “12 Stout Street” saw massive success on the video-sharing platform TikTok, despite it’s dark lyrics and undertone.

Rx Papi makes cloud rap, trap, and plugg music with lyrics consisting of topics such as controversial and political views, hardships faced in his childhood, and emotional trauma.