Letra de On The Radar Freestyle - Bizzy Banks

Grah

Drilloholic

Grah grah, grah grah

Josh

Get money

Uh

Grah grah

Like, look

Airplane mode when I’m out on them hits

My bitch be thinking I’m cheating and shit

Nah, I’m just with Nina and shit

Water, Aquafina the drip

Other niggas probably jacking my hits

I don’t look for no recognition in that shit

EBK, I’m the definition of that shit

I can’t get to politickin’ with a bitch

She gon’ eat me all up out the drip

‘Cause I can’t get naked in a bitch crib

I can’t say half the shit that I did

Niggas know I ball, two eye

Got my daughter tatted right on my rib

Left from the county to the island

The binger was nasty

I was quiet just looking around and totin’ on Jackie

In the Pumas, I came with Patakis

I got ‘em white, but I needed ‘em blacky

Always gon’ say I’m good if you ask me

Bitches know I’m the wave like Max B

Hella good, I be right where the Makks be

Niggas seen me and said I ain’t on that

That’s the niggas that’s walking right past me

That’s the niggas that dont wanna, look—

They just want clout, so they saying my name

I just want the money, I’ll give you the fame

I’ll give you my life ‘fore I’ll give you my chain

And you better keep sitchy if you jacking gang

Know it get sticky don’t think it’s a game, like

Look

Said you know it get sticky don’t think it’s a—

Uh, like

I know you outside, that’s why you got shot

I keep it with me, that’s why I got knocked

You flex too much and that’s why you got got

Talked too much and that’s how I got drop

They talking dirty, that’s why I brought mops

Most of these niggas is fans, not opps

They see me in person and really be shocked

Cause them niggas ain't know how I rock

I told Gabe that I’m coming to rap

These niggas coming up here to make tracks

They screaming and dancing and puttin’ on acts

Smoking on niggas they ain’t put in packs

I could teach niggas how to get racks

I could teach niggas how to go trap

I could teach niggas how to get back

And you better score if you see me lack

I don’t wanna hear no woulda, coulda shit

Niggas know what they shoulda did

I don’t wanna hear no woulda, coulda shit

Niggas know what they—

And these niggas corny, they tryna flex like they did it before me

When we start shooting, these bitches be screaming and running like they up on Mory

I love my Spanish mamis when they call me papi

And they say that I’m gorgeous

The shit in my closet, you cannot afford this

I just hope that one day I’m on Forbes List

And we treating Civics like its Porsches

First time on a drill I got nauseous

Said we treating Civics like its Porsches

First time on a drill I got nauseous, like

Grah grah

They know who started all that shit

Legs, like, sitchy, grah grah boom

The motivation back

Grah, grah, grah grah

Free the guys

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