WestSide Benji lyrics

by

Rx Papi


[Intro]
(Turn up Vile)
Yuh, yuh
Real Rx
Yuh, yuh
Yuh, yuh

[Verse]
I walked in this b*tch like WestSide Benji
These Mason Margielas, these not Bennys
Auntie bought a Nick with nothin' but pennies
You dumb as f*ck, you think I turned it down?
Hit his shoulder, made him turn around
Beat the sh*t out the grill like Chris Brown
Walk in this b*tch like Charlie Brown
You goddamn right, it's me and my dog
n*gga talk sideways I'll break his jaw
Draco kick like Marshall law
n*gga, we deeper than the martial law
Off the perc, Papi don't talk at all
5.56 hit his legs, he can't walk at all
Dumbass fell soon as he tried to walk it off
I walk in this b*tch like [?]
Rob you for your jewels, sеll 'em to your jewelеr
I walk in this b*tch like Freddy Kreuger
Auntie see me, say "Hallelujah"
Pap stack money like he half-Jewish
Glock on me if you wanna get into it
They say Pap one of the realest to do it
I know n*ggas would smoke embalming fluid
They'll kill you off embalming fluid
Give him a hundred dollars and he'll do it
Walk in this b*tch like I'm big Tookie
The Draco kick like the real Bruce Lee
These n*ggas move like Orlando Brown
They tuckin' they jewelry when I come around
If he got the bag, I'm runnin' down
You touch my Cartiers, I knock you the f*ck out
My b*tch say I'm sexier than Gervonta Davis
Gun on me big as Gervonta Davis
5.56 hit harder than Gervonta Davis
The work off-white like Gervonta Davis
I'm so icy Pap like Radric Davis
So many calls they thought I work for Avis
I don't wanna hear your sob story, save it
My mom was mad I was serving the neighbors
My b*tch 60, she throw up Neighbors
The house so big, it ain't got neighbors
You broke as sh*t and ain't got cable
I walk in this b*tch like Jason Statham
These b*tches move like Dashiki
The Draco could flip Rikishi
I walk in this b*tch like Blade
Sharper than Boosie with a fade
Stove broke, use the microwave
All these n*ggas could suck my di*k
I walk in this b*tch like b*tch, what it is?
b*tch, I walked in this b*tch like Mr. Biggs
You walked in this b*tch like Lil Fizz
These n*ggas move like IceJJFish
I promise, on God, I'm not the one
They say I sing better than Evan
Audi A4, this a Avant
Real Rx, I serve you a bomb
Crodie was mad, he found out I was servin' his mom
She don't cop from me, she gon' buy from other n*ggas
She want me with the money and not them other n*ggas
I'm strapped up for real, I'm not them other n*ggas
I walk in this b*tch like I don't even f*ck with n*ggas
Slap you, make you drop your cup of liquor
That's what you get for f*ckin' wit us
You came in wit 'em, now you duckin' wit em
I up the rod, I'm tryna pluck a n*gga
The hood love Pap, they f*ckin' wit him
He died at the mall, I heard they ducked a n*gga
He was a opp anyway so f*ck the n*gga
Walk in this b*tch like Pee Wee Kirkland
I walked in like Saddam wearin' a turban
b*tch, I got the rod, I'm not nervous
A n*gga try me, he gettin' murdered
These n*ggas make real good raps
I tell you what the f*ck be on my brain
n*gga, why the f*ck you lookin' at my chain?
Pap go in like Gucci Mane
I make a n*gga dig his partner up
I'm the one that round all the robbers up
We do the robbin', ain't no n*gga robbin' us
Call me, 1-800-ROBBERS-R-US
I robbed sixteen n*ggas on the bus
Before I left, I robbed the n*gga who drove the bus
I'll rob a n*gga while he think he with us
While he robbin' them, I'm robbin' him
I robbed one of my mommas closest friends
I don't think they'll ever be that close again
Sometimes I feel like the walls closin' in
If you don't f*ck with Pap then blow the grip
I walked in this b*tch like Sydney Prescott
Reach for this chain a n*gga better not
These n*ggas move like Ezekiel Jiles
Throw a b*tch out the window like Ron Brown
I'm ballin', these n*ggas keep tryin' to foul
Point-blank range, we fired 'em down
It's on my lap while I'm ridin' around
You can get shot for eyein' me down
I walked in this b*tch like Bobby Brown
High out my mind, I'm in the clouds
Should prolly drink some water and sit it down
I'm in the pool of Wockesha tryna drown
Up the glick and put a n*gga down
These n*ggas move like Krusty the Clown
[?] Real Rx, how the f*ck you sound?
If you ain't real Rx, get the f*ck from 'round
Glick knock a n*gga outta bounds
I walk to the store like Kimbo Slice
Hit it with a left and hit it with a right
Auntie [?] all night
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