On The Radar Freestyle Letra - Fivio Foreign

Yeah, nigga

You see what's goin' on, nigga

It's 2024, only real niggas control the algorithm, nigga

It's Fivi's city, you know who's city, nigga

Stop playin', nigga

You can't cancel a nigga from the trenches, nigga

We still gon' pop out, they still gon' take pictures

We still gon' get this money and count this money, nigga

This my shit, grrt, baow

Fuck wrong with y'all niggas?

And this beat from Cash, not from YouTube

Yeah, huh

Who what? I tell them niggas to do somethin'

.40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps

Boy, the voice in my head make me do stuff

But I pray that I never do too much

When a baddie with me, she get used up

When I take a Perky, I get juiced up

When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?"

Yeah, huh, real nigga, hood livin'

Free Tory, he in good spirits

When a nigga talk, I make the hood feel it

And you can't come around me, nigga, good riddance

You don't live what you rap, it's just good writtance

You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different

When I go OT, I call long distance, tell her, "Step how I step and keep on trippin'"

Yeah, look, I pay attention to all of these blogs

I'm gettin' money and niggas is hatin' and me and my niggas is fallin' apart

I never mentioned what niggas be doin', but that shit be hurtin' me all in my heart

Niggas is too busy watchin' my pockets, them niggas'd be rich if them niggas was smart

Go on the interview, say what I want, I don't respond to Natalie Nunn

I be just laughin' at the post, I don't give a fuck, I'm havin' fun

Mention my name and it come with a gun

They know my body, I'm one of the ones

Come to the town and see what I've done

I've been in every hood under the sun, grrt, baow

Yeah, huh, I'm watchin' they pages to see what they thought

How can a girl be the king of New York?

How could they not mention what I've been doin' when all they just doin' is copyin' songs?

I got a lot I could say, but them industry people won't like it, I'm keepin' it short (Boom)

Look, I get what I want or I get a divorce

I cannot stop when I get it in sport

I got it on me, I'm gettin' it off, yeah

In person, I'll finish 'em off

We can't relate if you finishin' soft

Niggas is chattin', I'm sick of the talk

Niggas is chattin', I'm sick of the—, yeah, huh

Who what? I tell them niggas to do somethin'

.40 on me, it's givin' me goosebumps

And the voice in my head make me do stuff

But I pray that I never do too much

When a baddie with me, she get used up

When I'm finished fuckin', I'm like, "Who her?"

When I'm finished—, grrt, grrt, baow

Yeah, huh, real nigga, hood livin'

Free Tory, he in good spirits

When a nigga talk, I make the hood feel it

You can't do what I do, it's a lil' different

Step how I step and keep on trippin'

When I go OT, I call long distance

Nigga, pussy, baow

Yeah, nigga

That's how we do, nigga

Don't fuckin' play, On The Radar

Million views, nigga