Radar

歌詞

Yeah Al Geno on the track I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winning, I don't care who lost Still working, I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya I want you to hold me (Up, up, up) Codeine in my body, my blood You looking at my jewelry, don't touch My second bitch really just my runnerup They don't appreciate you until you dead and gone Up late in my cell wishing I was home Just 'cause I'm rich, they think all my damn problems gone Nigga, I still shed tears in this VLONE You niggas still wanna be me, don't you? I walk in and you said I really just don't understand Even though she wasn't mine, I flew that bitch to Miami She told me take it off her mind, I told her take off her panties Countin' green at the red light so I ranned it This my brand-new bitch, I think her name Brandy Whipping Percocet so I don't have to pop a Xanny You better not leave me stranded I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winning, I don't care who lost Still working, I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya Murder for that money, just the way it is I'm committing sins hoping God don't see I got niggas in the box, turned they life in the grid Fresh to death when I step, nigga, you can't even hit Fresh to death when I step, I ain't sleeping under brick Ain't none of my days sunny, I'm wishing I was Mick You call me what you want but two things, that's police or a bitch Soon as she went to liking pictures, I just add her to the list Only thing I know to do is shit on y'all when I'm pissed off Pussy boys, we might shoot up your clique house Old school say I'm a cold cat but I'm the streets I'm hot dog I make a phone call, I'm tryna ball y'all I been tryna move in without the U-Haul In the back of the Benz smoking a new opp And they labeled foes friends, this shit like Luwop You gon' find me winning, I don't care who lost Still working, I don't know when it's gon' pay off Every bitch I had, I put 'em on the radar One thing she know is I forever get this paper Don't be shy to tell the world that I made ya I want you to hold me (Up, up, up) Codeine in my body, my blood You looking at my jewelry, don't touch My second bitch really just my runnerup