Radar Lyrics

I need Folake, Kevwe, Funke ati Mimi

Sometimes I need Fatima by the corner when I'm chilling, Eh

So many girls on my radar

Pull up in the party and she tell me she dey feel me, nah

But what am I to do, I been on the road, looking for the money

But maybe I got room for one, two, three or maybe four

See, you be dey do like you nor know me before

Until I pull up with the bags, pull up with the cash

Na once them start to feel us as them see us dey ball

Now she steady blowing my phone

Shey you go run am for daddy

Hit them with the flows while I'm sipping bacardi

I nor dey feel these niggaz cos they acting so shady

She got me for the night, now she calling me baby

What is all these, she go wild right after she pop the molly

He got it right, just after he left the shawty

She working-class, so she up in the morning, then she in a hurry

She like it clean, but she always talk dirty whenever she thirsty

Put me in the mood, got me feeling like a zombie

Goddam, I'm wherever with this shawty and she got me locked in

I need Folake, Kevwe, Funke ati Mimi

Sometimes I need Fatima by the corner when I'm chilling, Eh

So many girls on my radar

Pull up in the party and she tell me she dey feel me, nah

Meet me out the back, lemon haze in the sky like O2

Number one, na why she do you like 02

Smoking round the corner so we gotta blow

Like a firefly, see a nigga must glow

Okay, tryna recreate a masterpiece and they

Still dey ask who the master be, okay

Tryna settle all these bills

Like Jay-Z, see I'm finna get this bee

Like Khaled, I'm tryna reach for the major keys

Say cheese, I freeze for the photos not the Popos

OG with flows bout to go loco

Kuronbe jor! Spit on the mic like I'm irritated

When the money call I get motivated

When the paper drop that's the stimulation

I never match with these niggas like a simulation

Brilliant to the core, check the score, we dey ball jor

When the paper drop that's the stimulation

I never match with these niggas cos I simulate 'em

Brilliant to the core, check the score, we dey ball jor

I need Folake, Kevwe, Funke ati Mimi

Sometimes I need Fatima by the corner when I'm chilling, Eh

So many girls on my radar

Pull up in the party and she tell me she dey feel me, nah