N.A.N.A. On The Radar Freestyle

[Part I]

[Intro: N.A.N.A Kakra]
Na-na-na-na-na

[Verse 1: N.A.N.A Kakra]
'Fore you fuck with a n***a, go back to the bag, go back to the trap
Aight, big homie, huh
Aight, big homie, huh
Aight, big homie ('Fore you fuck with a n***a, go back to the bag, go back to the trap)
Aight, big homie
Aight, big homie

[Chorus: N.A.N.A Kakra]
Aight, big homie, I push it down on my dolly, [?] my homies
Aight, big homie, I got two wrists for my Rollies, that, that bitch in a stollies
Aight, big homie, I blew her bag of her backpack-pack, that's facts on facts, yeah
Aight, big homie, now I'm fucking that bitch, Black Jack, fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna

[Verse 2: N.A.N.A Kakra]
'Fore you fuck with a n***a, then we back to the basement, back to the trap (Na-na-na-na-na-na)
'Fore you fuck with a n***a, don't mention your n***as, and we don't need that (We don't need that)
'Fore you fuck with a bitch, I'm coming, pull up in Cullinan trap
'Fore you fuck with a n***a, that's back to the basement, back to the trap

[Verse 3: N.A.N.A Panyin & N.A.N.A Kakra]
[?] machine, no lumberjack (No lumberjack)
Whеre I'm from, these n***as put you in thе set, uh (Put you in the set)
Suicide doors, she suck on my toes, ain't no chitty chat
So many shit I got on my back, I swear I ain't going back
So many M's I got on my bank, ain't [?] big homie rack
Ain't got time for no new friends, ain't [?] your homie say
So many M's I got on my bank, ain't [?] big homie rack
Ain't got time for no new friends, ain't [?] your homie say
[Chorus: N.A.N.A Kakra]
Aight, big homie, I push it down on my dolly, [?] my homies
Aight, big homie, I got two wrists for my Rollies, that, that bitch in a stollies
Aight, big homie, I blew her bag of her backpack-pack, that's facts on facts, yeah
Aight, big homie, now I'm fucking that bitch, Black Jack, fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna

[Outro: N.A.N.A Kakra]
Fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna
Fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna
Fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna
Fucking that bitch, Blac Chyna

[Part II]

[Intro: N.A.N.A Panyin]
Na-na-na, leggo
O que tu quer?

[Verse: N.A.N.A Panyin]
O que tu quer? Dindin?
Então, gata, vem, faz assim
Pode chamar mais duas do seu time (Leggo)
'Tô no jogo, não saio na semi (Leggo)
Perto de mim esses caras são mini (Leggo)
'Tô na posse do cash e do ruby (Leggo)
Vou investir meus ganho' numa SUV
Esse nego doce 'tá chupando Fini (Ahn)
As ideia' não passa a fumaça da massa
Que eu jogo na cara do pussy (Leggo)
Quando eu fiz faculdade, os cara' nem tenta
Nem pensa em me passar trote (Leggo)
'Tô focado nos ganhos, mas só tem gostosa
São doce igual bolo de pote
Ontem eu 'tava com a bala, ela faz na-na-na
Parça, hoje é seu dia de sorte (Leggo)
[Chorus: N.A.N.A Panyin, N.A.N.A Kakra, ambos]
Ela faz na-na-na, quer saber o paladar
Da minha vara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Quando eu peço, ela dá, eu não vou lapidar
Elas jogam pro NANA, na-na-na-na-na
Ela faz na-na-na, quer saber o paladar
Da minha vara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra
Quando eu peço, ela dá, eu não vou lapidar
Elas jogam pro NANA, na-na-na-na-na

[Outro: N.A.N.A Panyin]
Elas jogam pro NANA, na-na-na-na-na
Da minha vara-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra-ra