"On Or Off The Radar, Pt. 2" lyrics

Quincy tell 'em

Yee, yee
Pearls on my chain
Colour cocaine
Came with a mask, feeling like Bane
Still I'm outside, ain't nothing changed
Still with the guys, none of them changed

I put the Double R on the strip (Hunch)
I'm about to take the piss (ah)
Different watches, different times (yeah)
Every time zones, I'ma grind (grind)
Every day another risk (yee)
Still I never get the frisk (yee)
Brand new G17 with a beam, Wesston steady on my hip (steady on my)

Rubber handle on the grip (rubber handle on the)
Rubber bands on me, no I won't listen
None of my friends are informants, listen
All my life avoiding death and prison (death and prison)

All my life like Jermaine and Lil Durk
I got a brick and got straight into work
I know I'm great and I knew it from birth
Step in the kitchen Rihanna
I work, work, work, work, (work, work, work, work)
Water boiling in the pot, watching it twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk (twerk, twerk, twerk, twerk)

Take my bitch to a candlelight (yee, candle light)
After the food we're fucking all night
That's right (yee, yeah, fucking all night)
You don't need to shine a light
The diamonds they glow in the dark, that's right (glow in the dark, that's right)
Cooking a bowl of rice
I gotta make it home tonight (yeah)

My heart is as cold as ice
Everything gotta be so precise (yeah, yeah)
I'm going from place to place
I travel the world, I'm getting the miles (yeah)

I travel the world, bitches is wild (wild)
She say my name, Destiny's Child
I came from pain, I been through trials
Stop trying to figure me out
Truth