R.I.P. Lyrics

Arab Choppa I'm chopping just like I'm Kung Lao

When he throw his hat now your back splitting in two now

Throw this dude off the roof I got the juice now

Kidnap your daughter like Rush Hour I'm June Tao

Shoutout to the samurai this beat hot

Smoking out the top of the studio like a teapot

Replace your top five put me in each spot

I'm Arab Choppa but lyrically I'm a greek God

Like Prometheus I'm better than the previous

Don't trust me I'm the sneakiest maniac and I'm devious

I'm the greediest hip hop genius

Your flows be the easiest your bars be meaningless

Make a psychopath out a church bitch

I'm still tryna figure out who she really worships

Still wavy on these tracks I be surfing

Flexing like Curt Hennig I'm absolutely perfect

Ten rings I got my hands full

If you try to take either one of them you a damn fool

This 30 make you buss a dance move

He thought it was a fantasy nigga my team real this ain't fan duel

The one and only son of Tony

I don't like columbians I'll chop your body in the telly with a chainsaw

They say practice makes perfect I just told you I'm the mister

So I'm here to let you know that it pays off

I killed T-Rellz but I got caught

So now I'm on the run bitch I'm bout to cut these braids off

Go back in time to 1945 in a time machine and I'll make a partnership with Aldof

I'm killing jews and stealing shoes I'm a sneaker head

OMG he's going to hell you heard what he just said

It doesn't matter little girl cause I'm demon bred

Call T-Rellz all you want bitch he is dead