On The Radar Freestyle Lyrics

Man this shit get evil

I done did some shit but God forgive my sins

I know niggas that just live to die

But I've been dying to live

I've been out here cheesing

Can't believe the way I pop my shit

She told me that she cheated

I ain't Jesus can't forgive a bitch

I cheated on my bitch the other week

And she apologized

Real pimp

She always tell the truth

But I be telling lies

She wanna come outside

Just say my name

And you can skip the line

That nigga and his feelings

I took his bitch but she was, never mind

All these broke hoes

That's having kids

But they the deadbeats

Nigga think he tough

He say he blood

But I cut red meat

I told her sit down

She always saying she can't stand me

You still get paychecks

He flexing bread

He made it last week

He rocking fake shit

That shit not real it can't get past me

Don't test my patience

I swear to God it's gon' get nasty

That nigga better stop

I up the glock

That shit go doo-doo-doo

He wanna get involved

We spun his block

It's like a loop-dee-loop

I'm ducking from the laws

I heard a noise

I heard the woop-dee-woop

I came up they in awe

These Gucci drawers

I was rocking fruit-the-loom

Heavy stepper

Man these bottoms red

It's like the blood of Christ

Speak on Rums

Bitch don't say his name

If it ain't nothing nice

Speak on Rums

Then I swear to God

You finna lose your life

Speak on Rums

Bitch I'm pulling up

I'm finna up this pipe

I'm finna up that pole on niggas

Let it go on niggas

Nick he got that Jewish money

He told me keep it kosher nigga

Man fuck the honor roll

Got kicked out of school

I swear my brother told

I ain't even mad at the nigga

I got a heart of gold

Plus I had to leave that shit

And go out get these records sold

I'm sitting in that trap

I'm with the bags

I'm weighing out that coke

That white bitch on my lap

She throw it back

I pass it to my bro

That nigga going out sad

He getting mad

His wife done turned a hoe

I skrt off in that jag

They on my ass

I had to toss that pole

My brother body bagged a nigga

Man he never coming home

FNs we got the Dracos

We let that shit go

My ese he got the pesos

He wanna ship those

Huh, huh

He wanna ship those

Bitch it's big FN

Don't forget the S though

Huh, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch it's big FN

Don't forget the S though

Huh, huh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Bitch it's big FN

Don't forget the S though