Eddie V's (On The Radar Freestyle) Lyrics

Yessir baby On The Radar Radio Philly Edition

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JustZeke in the building you already Know what's going on

I'ma step out, he gone step in aight

Let's go

I'm in Eddie Vs, I swear they think they Know me there

My bitch in double Cs, I swear that's Not her only pair

Bro went over seas, he putting bitches On me there

And she can't fuck with me if she don't Bring her homie here

She got a friend with her, so I need em' Both

I done burned so much bread we Should prolly make a toast

I know a bitch we call her LA I think She all the way from the coast

We put them Double ARs on his head We gone turn em' to a ghost

Put her round' the stars and now she Think she outer space

My young bitch she a eater she don't Let nothing go to waste

They trying to pin the bodies on my Young nigga he on the chase

We got 19s and 40s, hit his ass with Different generations

Feel like I'm G Herbo cause' I ain't Really got no limitations

I sign my deal my bitch better have Some dinner waiting

JG Skyhigh the top floor man this shit Feel amazing

Bitch came through clutch in crunch Time she like Jayson Tatum

They want Zeke with the low-cut, I'm Bout' to give em' waves

Off-White 5s on my feet, I just be Giving jays

Old bitch mad trying to be spiteful she Got bitter ways

Lil bro like Tyler Perry, nigga he Always making plays

I got tunnel vision, no more looking in The past

You ain't never count 30 grand in 20s That's all in cash

I heard them niggas they was talking, We gone put em on they ass

Lil bro let em' have it, you don't even Gotta ask

You don't even gotta ask, lil bro let em' Have it you don't even gotta ask

Niggas wanna play, we put them Shooters on his ass