On The Radar Freestyle
[Intro]
Stupid n***a
Yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend, I'm a cash addict
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lackin'
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket
N***a, if your trap phone weak, get your muscle up
You runnin' your fuckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh
We don't care 'bout none of them n***as, they can't fuck with us, huh
I been fuckin' up my liver drinkin' my double cup
[Verse]
Trap ain't dead, these n***as scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry
Seen my chain, the bitch went to staring
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the bluе hundreds got married
Pull up smokin' Lemon Chеrry, spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic, n***a
We havin' our way, we them n***as poppin' shit, n***a
I'm where that check be, trap n***as respect me
Sixty ball on my neckpiece
N***a, we havin' fuck cheese, n***a
[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend, I'm a cash addict
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic, huh
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lackin'
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket
N***a, if your trap phone weak, get your muscle up
You runnin' your fuckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh
We don't care 'bout none of them n***as, they can't fuck with us, huh
I been fuckin' up my liver drinkin' my double cup, n***a, huh
[Outro]
Lil' n***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Big Za, bitch
Yeah, yeah
N***a, n***a
Stupid n***a
Yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend, I'm a cash addict
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lackin'
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket
N***a, if your trap phone weak, get your muscle up
You runnin' your fuckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh
We don't care 'bout none of them n***as, they can't fuck with us, huh
I been fuckin' up my liver drinkin' my double cup
[Verse]
Trap ain't dead, these n***as scary
We make movies, Tyler Perry
Seen my chain, the bitch went to staring
This ain't a Mustang, this a McLaren
Play with a shark, your ass get buried
Me and the bluе hundreds got married
Pull up smokin' Lemon Chеrry, spent 8K at Burberry
Crackers trollin' on my page, got me scared to drop a pic, n***a
We havin' our way, we them n***as poppin' shit, n***a
I'm where that check be, trap n***as respect me
Sixty ball on my neckpiece
N***a, we havin' fuck cheese, n***a
[Chorus]
I'm a money fiend, I'm a cash addict
All these fuckin' blues, look like I play for the Magic, huh
Ridin' 'round with a—, I can't let 'em catch me lackin'
Walked in the Gucci store, spent 6K on a jacket
N***a, if your trap phone weak, get your muscle up
You runnin' your fuckin' mouth, I'm tryna run it up, huh
We don't care 'bout none of them n***as, they can't fuck with us, huh
I been fuckin' up my liver drinkin' my double cup, n***a, huh
[Outro]
Lil' n***a, fuck you talkin' 'bout?
Big Za, bitch
Yeah, yeah
N***a, n***a