I Forgot Who I Was lyrics

[Intro]
I walk in this b*tch, baby, show me love
Show me love
Show me love
Real Rx
Real Rx

[Verse]
I walk in this b*tch, baby, show me love
So high, I forgot who I was
Twenty thousand in my bag in dubs
Wrong move will leave you f*cked up
"How much would you put in the bag, Pap?" Enough
This b*tch look like stuffed crust
On your head a bottle'll bust
In a blink of an eye, I’ll up
I hope I don't crash the Audi truck
Hit the corner, goin' fast as f*ck
Chrome Heart on my shirt, Chrome by my gut
Walk in this b*tch like Busta Bus’
b*tch, I look better than King Tut
I ain't vote but I'm smokin' Obama Runtz
Put a 3.5 inside the blunt
sh*t had me high for a whole month
Real street n*gga, I ain't pullin' a stunt
I will pull up and beat you the f*ck up
Keep my f*ckin' name out your mouth
'Fore 5.56s go through your house
Call my line, I’m sendin’ 'em out
Place your order and say the amount
You ain’t bout that so simmer down
We missed, then we spin back around
I'll serve you Whitney and Bobby Brown
My name hot all over town
They know how lil' Papi get down
I rob every n*gga I hang around
I walk in this b*tch, they ain't pattin’ me down
They know it's a couple pistols around
n*gga try and get up on me, baow!
He gon get his dumb-ass gunned down
We put silencers on hundred rounds
That b*tch go "pshh", you don't hear a sound
I don't do gossipin', word of mouth
In these white 1s stomp you the f*ck out
Glick same size as Big Momma house
I hide work in Big Momma house
Told Auntie, "Pull up to Big Momma house"
Kids paintin' the front of Big Momma house
Big Momma stove I'm whippin' now
Use one of her plates to break it down
Side door junkies comin' in and out
It go down in Big Momma house
You talk to me, know what you talkin' bout
Or else watch your motherf*ckin' mouth
b*tch, I move like El Chap'
Up this Drac', shoot like Flac
This not D'USSÉ, this Wock'
Pop the seal, crack the top
5.56 made him Milly Rock
Up the stick, made him Diddy Bop
Ridin' round with the glizzy c*cked
Hollow point knock you out your socks
I'm Bernard Hopkins at the pot
Oil drop and that's when it lock
I'm real DrugRixh, what these n*ggas not
They say they is, they gotta stop
These n*ggas is the carbon cops
n*ggas move like Tip with the cops
I'm YNW Melly when I see the opps
Shots go off, leave 'em in a box
Their mans ain't helpin', they was in shock
Left his ass right there on the block