RJ Lamont - RIP lyrics

b**h i dont argue cause im poppin, b**h i'd rather go shoppin 12 took my bros away but what the f** is they stoppin Pops been gone since i was 6, a hatin n***a had shot him wit no problem like he didnt have little babies behind him it's not okay and ima spot him, and slide down on his momma Hit her a** with the glock and rock his a** with the choppa Hope his kids up in the crib so i can leave with trauma, and put em in a box with whats lft with they momma Im a bomb a** b**h, you call me lil osama Move my OG out the hood and take her to the Bahamas b**h my daddy was the realist i can put that on somebody If i told you what was up, i might have to catch an body Slide own your block, you know i got the choppa sittin on the trenches, man you know the block hot RJ on the best, you know im finna eat [?] with some new devils, new gucci, and them margielas b**h