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letra de on the radar freestyle - rtb mb
[intro]
rtb, n-gga
gang
yeah
[verse 1]
i was young as h-ll, sneakin’ b-tches in my mom house
now i’m with twenty-eight hoes smokin’ pound house
kells got cases pendin’, pray my n-gga bond out
got some new work in and kicked, that’s a roundhouse
blew up my phone, i f-cked her friend and she found out
we gon’ keep f-ckin’ up that score, you need a time out
i know you want your b-tch back, but she mine now
she did that one dance on the d-ck, now her spine out
all my shooters accurate, don’t leave us open
this sh-t we smokin’ supreme, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout the clothing
you ain’t makin’ papе’, you middy man, derozan
i just wanna hit your litty friend ’til it’s swollen
i got a switch, i ain’t tryna gеt no spankin’
we caught the main opp, now i think them n-ggas tankin’
we in public, can’t k!ll him, we gon’ stomp him, kirk franklin
oh, she p-rnhub famous? i just asked her what’s her ranking
[chorus]
gettin’ paper from these rocks, i could make these hoes scissor
tell me she don’t like her titties? i could make them hoes bigger
smokin’ on a three-five ‘wood, you just on swishers
f-ckin’ r&b singers, n-gga, you be on tinder
gettin’ green from this boy and girl, you don’t know genders
tellin’ sh-t to the feds, n-gga? you is no member
mad as h-ll, she made me nut twice, it was november
f-cked my white b-tch off a 10, i’m a whole n-gga
[bridge]
i ain’t on no racist sh-t when i say that sh-t, i’m just sh-t talkin’
you know rtb sh-t tall
we gon’ get back into it though
[verse 2]
i be with my white friends sippin’ on tito’s
sippin’ julio in mi casa with my new amigos
we just did an opp n-gga foul just like a free throw
freak b-tch, i need a towel when she deep throat
i ain’t trickin’, but i bought my new b-tch an amg
snuck the bl!cky in the club, i forgot they payin’ me
coldest young n-gga out the city, know they sayin’ me
the e pill, said she tryna f, i’m just stayin’ g, n-gga
know my alphabets, can’t take the l if the k with me
college dropout tryna make a sale with the yay on me
love this b-tch ’cause she don’t tell, she stay low-key
she tryna f-ck on other b-tches, she don’t play no d
[chorus]
paper from these rocks, i could make these hoes scissor
tell me she don’t like her titties? i could make them hoes bigger
smokin’ on a three-five ‘wood, you just on swishers
f-ckin’ r&b singers, n-gga, you be on tinder
gettin’ green from this boy and girl, you don’t know genders
tellin’ sh-t to the feds, n-gga? you is no member
mad as h-ll, she made me nut twice, it was november
f-cked my white b-tch off a 10, i’m a whole n-gga
[outro]
rtb, n-gga
gang
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