Radar lyrics
by Travis Porter
[Chorus: Shad da God]
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
[Verse 1: Shad da God]
Couple hundred for [?]
Talk to a n*gga 'bout stuntin
We done really done it
[?] walking past a n*gga, now you walking past motherf*cking money
[?]
We done hit up Magic
[?] money in the motherf*cking [?]
n*gga talking ice
[?] summer
n*gga talking whips
n*gga I [?] out some sh*t, [?] talking "Shad you a trip"
n*gga talking bags
I drop a couple on a b*tch
You talking 'bout "Shad you a trick, n*gga"
It ain't really sh*t
[?]
[?] we standing on money
Y'all n*ggas hating on money
You f*ck n*ggas praying on money
Y'all don't get no money
I be [?] runway
Riding in the Benz on Sunday
Strapped with the [?]
[?] out the condo
Riding with the tool in the consel
Talking 'bout [?]
I got that b*tch
[?] first of the month, ho
Blunt all loud like gunsmoke
[?] blunt smoke
[Chorus: Shad da God]
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
[Verse 2: Quez]
OK now you a hater
I know you a hater
And I'm a young n*gga
Yes, I'm from Decatur
I got a young n*gga
And he toat an A.R
I got a big homie
He strapped with [?]
Big big [?], got us sitting on some 30's
That money that you saving up, I spent it on a Rollie
She acting all crazy, like this b*tch don't really know me
I tried to f*ck her friend, but she blocked me like a goalie
[Verse 3: Ali]
I'm chilling in the session, I don't need protection
I just got one question
Why you in my section?
And you a hater
Why you n*ggas flexin?
We just took your girl
And now she at the Weston
Top floor
22nd
Pent house
And she naked
She wanna f*ck me while I wear my necklace
b*tch, I'm a boss, and you better respect it
[Chorus: Shad da God]
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
[Verse 4: Strap]
Hope you got your strap on you, you know I got mine
[?] we ball out like the Superboll, ho, do this all the time
Tell a hating ass n*gga "get back"
I'm running round [?] my strap
Got a b*tch on me, a b*tch on her, [?] from the back
[?] my zone
I got 500 hoes in my phone
Got 500 on my face
Got 500 K in my safe
[?]
Got ice on me, I'm [?]
Tryna stop, but I can't though
Keep big big big bankrolls
[Chorus: Shad da God]
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back
See you later, you ain't on my radar
I'm no hater, I just get the paper
You ain't no hater, you ain't gotta prove that
Just move back, b*tch, move back