ON THE RADAR CONCRETE CYPHER lyrics

[Intro: Camo!]
It's us

[Verse 1: Camo!]
Her and her friends want liquor, I left and came back with four rums like Reddit
Check up on all my exes, big body up in Texas
All-white body, but it's not a Lexus
My cup look a lil' red-ish
Purple inside a yellow Fanta, now it's like Cameron Reddish
She told me she's not that flexible, neither is my schedule, we still gon' check it
I treat the money like messages, keepin' it blue like I still ain't read it
Crosses on my glasses, f*ck all thе opps, we Fascist, make 'em past tеnse
b*tches treatin' me just like Phat Farm, my name on all they asses
n*gga flexed his chains, I held my hands up and made invisible glasses
And I still couldn't see it
Treat a broke n*gga like we playin' freeze tag, 'cause I just couldn't be it
Treat the pus*y like a janky friend who broke somethin', f*ck it up and leave it
She wanna be 31, gotta stamp it up in ink
She like forty-two, I'm just like you without the drink
Concrete diamonds, lay our chains on the ground and make a skating rink
My mans will slap a n*gga at the award show like I'm Jada Pink'
Yeah, U-S in my bio like I love my country
First M loadin' up right now, b*tch, I can feel it comin'
First thing off the bat, I can't love a nat, it's just a nat
My stepper can't be televised, he's known to twitch like Kai Cenat
All of my ropes is gold, I'm usin' them b*tches to tie up the sack
I hit the b*tch from the side, can't risk her diggin' her nails in my back
Boat and DC poured so much Wock' in the pop, the soda went flat
[Verse 2: Lil Yachty]
I was runnin' through pints in two days
All of my hoes go two ways
I been that n*gga since daddy had Nextel two-ways
Never consent to a due date
My white b*tch like my credit card, my Black b*tch like my blue face
I hit a bougie b*tch that tried to take me on a police chase
Me and my mom got matchin' watches, hers just got the new face
Stuffin' hundreds in a piggy bank like it's a flower vase
They claimin' I gotta be kin to Ma$e
I need to find Jesus like him
So I can sit down with him and tell him I wanna be just like him
One gold tooth like Tyson
White b*tch look like Tyson
Stackin' up chicken like Tyson
Way I been carryin' these n*ggas, real soon, I'ma have me a back like a bison
Late night, I call up my Dyson
Squeeze it real tight like a python
Twenty-six b*tches in Mastro's
Doggy walk down in his day clothes
Had too much hair for a ski mask
Every rap n*gga was a Benz, we know who would be a Maybach
And who we'd consider the E-Class
I don't do GFs unless they gon' give me a cheat pass
Ride with this blick on my hip for so long, it done damn near gave me a heat rash
At twenty-six, mama told me daddy wanted abortion
Imagine the loss of the fortune
The thought of that had me scorchin'
The thought of my mama goin' nine-to-five all 'cause of an unready boyfriend
These n*ggas be talkin' 'bout steppin', that's somethin' I just don't recall
Just like the Dallas and Hawks game
I woke up and felt like I didn't want to share and I'm takin' back all of the portions
I wish I had time to handle you n*ggas, 'cause we would've brought back extortions
I know what they think 'bout the nails, the motive these n*ggas is constantly forcin'
n*ggas is overly gangster
Protectin' an image they don't even own, these n*ggas do not know the answer
It's us
[Verse 3: DC2Trill]
Solid to the bone, Concrete structure, they know what we on
Ain't goin' back and forth with these n*ggas, dog, they vehicle is they only home (Damn)
I keep all blues like a Jazz player, call me Karl Malone
He ain't give the pape' up yet? It's cool, he got late fees
Who the f*ck gave me these twenty-dollar bills? Dog, I hate these (f*ck)
Cyclin' foreign whips on expensive trips like an eight-speed
Ain't stuntin' none of these broke hoes, blackout curtains on my windows
Sip, sip, quarter piece of Benzo, H. Lorenzo (Yeah)
Chauffeured 'round in Caddys, dog, I got this from my ten toes
Smashed her on Fat Tuesday and left her in the NO
Grew up where the goons pray, I'm knowing how this sh*t go
Real Lakeside baby, I do it for my kinfolk

[Verse 4: Draft Day]
Tell me what's the word, you must not heard, I'm stormin' by demand
I promise that we tied in, when sh*t get tough, I know the 'Crete gon' hold me over
Every day, I'm gettin' closer to my dreams
They runnin' schemes, but won't trick me up out my spot, I earned my rank
She throwin' twat in exchange for funds and fame
Your favorite rapper real life lame
The truth hurts, charge it to the game
I'm not impressed, we're not the same
How you flexin', but livin' check to check? You better come correct
They know it's us, in full effect
Any disrespect, my stepper right direct
Cleats on, Concrete Nikes
I don't care if you don't really like me
I know Bankstone right beside me
They say it's love, but I feel despised
I see the pain, I could read the lies all between the lines
Man, free the guys
R.I.P. the ones who ain't crossed that line to the other side
I'm in prime time
My life in the sunshine
First you get that money, then that power, the world is all mine
Yeah, n*gga, huh
It's us
Man
[Verse 5: KARRAHBOOO]
Ain't no n*gga that I trust to knock off the dust
Walk with that sack under my arm, 'cause stackin' up a must
I crushed the Perc' into the Tuss', too geeked up to fuss
Move like a boss, I'm not like them, they doin' such and such
I was sellin' lemonade while y'all would double dutch
I used to scam, I used to trap, I never cuddled much
Out 'til the a.m., scratch my plans, I never settle much
I slipped on pimpin' once
You asked for hoes, I brought 'em 'round and you ain't flip 'em once
Got all them guns put in your name and you ain't grip 'em once
He sent the money for some pints, but I ain't ship not one
It's KARRAHBOOO, I'm not the two, you gotta know I'm up
I heard you been say you the one, I guess it never stuck
I'm too stuck-up just like antennas, don't let me get the signal
Up late like I'm Jay Leno
I move around with third-strike criminals
You get the memo
It's us