"On The Radar Freestyle" lyrics
Gang
It's Kosfinger, baby
Gang gang gang nigga
Like
Lil bro died he can't come back
That's the number one rule don't lack
He tried to run I'm aiming at his hat
Brodie lack in his back now I gotta relax
I'm from the Shiest we keep us a strap
Brodie stay double back then we doubling back
He wanna beef bout a bitch on a app
Like his homie ain't die with his head in his lap
He said he gone catch him a Shiesty what
You spin you gone catch a shoutout to FN
I'm tryna spin hit him and his friend
Miss one but he won't see his homie again
Niggas getting bold so I'm tryna sin
I gotta hot shell for each one of they skin
These niggas ain't like that shit for pretend
He won't get his life back dissing on Twin
Opps get shot and go live for the gram
Like we ain't get back he was just hopping like was a bunny
Look up, hell yea, bitch you under attack
Get clapped through the R or a hat
Opp niggas mad brodie in a pack
I keep a strap it don't feel right to lack
He tried to run but these shots gonna catch you
When I hop out you better be faster than Flash
Niggas ain't shot one gun but they be so tough
Man all that shit be outta anger
Like what if I hop out and bang you
You ain't never get shot by a stranger
Rap niggas capping acting like they dangerous
Catch a thug I give him a face lip
All of my opps be cap they basic
Steady rapping bout shit that they ain't with
When did y'all niggas start blowing them guns
Y'all was running and shit for the fun
Niggas keep saying my pops in they blunt
It's ok we gone spin through the Munn
I'm tryna spin with a Drac and a drum
Catch a opp ain't no need for to run
I'm tryna spin with a Drac and a drum
Catch a opp ain't no need for to run
Gang gang gang gang gang nigga
Shiesty FN you heard man
Suck my dick
It's Kosfinger, baby
Gang gang gang nigga
Like
Lil bro died he can't come back
That's the number one rule don't lack
He tried to run I'm aiming at his hat
Brodie lack in his back now I gotta relax
I'm from the Shiest we keep us a strap
Brodie stay double back then we doubling back
He wanna beef bout a bitch on a app
Like his homie ain't die with his head in his lap
He said he gone catch him a Shiesty what
You spin you gone catch a shoutout to FN
I'm tryna spin hit him and his friend
Miss one but he won't see his homie again
Niggas getting bold so I'm tryna sin
I gotta hot shell for each one of they skin
These niggas ain't like that shit for pretend
He won't get his life back dissing on Twin
Opps get shot and go live for the gram
Like we ain't get back he was just hopping like was a bunny
Look up, hell yea, bitch you under attack
Get clapped through the R or a hat
Opp niggas mad brodie in a pack
I keep a strap it don't feel right to lack
He tried to run but these shots gonna catch you
When I hop out you better be faster than Flash
Niggas ain't shot one gun but they be so tough
Man all that shit be outta anger
Like what if I hop out and bang you
You ain't never get shot by a stranger
Rap niggas capping acting like they dangerous
Catch a thug I give him a face lip
All of my opps be cap they basic
Steady rapping bout shit that they ain't with
When did y'all niggas start blowing them guns
Y'all was running and shit for the fun
Niggas keep saying my pops in they blunt
It's ok we gone spin through the Munn
I'm tryna spin with a Drac and a drum
Catch a opp ain't no need for to run
I'm tryna spin with a Drac and a drum
Catch a opp ain't no need for to run
Gang gang gang gang gang nigga
Shiesty FN you heard man
Suck my dick
