Letra de BFB Da Packman On The Radar Freestyle - On The Radar

(Feat. BFB Da Packman, Luh Monti)

Ayy, y'ello

Ayy Gabe, you want a sip?

You don't want a sip? (Not of your cup)

Okay, c'mon, let's start this shit

Stumbled up on a pint of Act

Now I'm acting different

No alcohol for me, fried food got me fatty liver

Baby mama called and said granny want half a chicken

Almost gave granny half a brick, gotta be more specific

I love a fat ass, my bucket list to fuck a midget

My cousins used to gang up just to jump me

Ma come and get me

Tired of suckin' nipples, hit Columbia and bought her titties

I trick on Wockhardt and women

Call me Boston Sippy

I had the gap tooth smile, braces made it up

I charge a nigga five for a pint, cause inflation up

She squirt and we both lay in it, bitch we baby nuts

Mmm, mmm, mmm, y'ello (Fuck, shit)

Yo, I'm not an average dude

Can't see my dick when I look down, got me mad at food

Caught lying like his daddy, can't get mad if he act bad at school

My nigga pimp hoes and fight dogs, he a pastor too

Bro said he don't know his daddy, I'm a bastard too

Dana White ain't do nothing wrong, I would've slapped her too

Durk said his lyrics not real, I'm a capper too

Can never slut shame Meg Thee Stallion, I'm nasty too (The fuck)

Yeah man, get well (Ha)

Yo, shoutout Brittany Renner

I told my girl I'm done cheating this year, gotta reconsider

We don't do runners, that's the quickest way to get convicted

Walk around with dogshit in my jeans, I need some different breeches

I'm a naughty nigga

I'm nervous ever since I got rich, kept a roddy with me

I keep dogshit, momma said keep a potty with me (Ha)

I'm always talking spice

Can't have a convo with my bitch, she always wanna fight

Fanta for the new lean sippers, bae I want a Sprite

I'll leave her ass where she at, if she don't fuck tonight

My buzz died down, I'm on a big grind

Fat, ugly, black, ghetto nigga, but my bitch fine

For all the day and nights she hit a nigga with the gawk gawk

Head twister, blizzard, just for that I made her wrists shine

Yeah I'm a certified lover boy, that's appreciation

HIV rates super high, don't wanna be a player

If my nigga die like Biggie did, Imma see him later

But if the bitch bad like Faith Evans, I'ma Stevie J her

Okay, I'm done

My last request, I need a Skittle deal

Take the condom off and feel the rush, you gotta live a lil

Lizzo chose that nigga over me, I'm in my feelings still

God won't protect me from a bitch, the penicillin will

Yeah, yeah

Ahh, y'ello

Forget Me Not, March 29th

Big Lunch Crew

Ayy, Temp gang, dumbass hoes

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