“On The Radar” Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
G-Lock
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Okay, okay
Ayy

[Chorus]
They say all dogs go to heaven, I hope she get the message
My chain dance Elvis Presley, reach forward, sh*t get hected
She say Glizock the bestious, I'm speakin' country grammar
Walkin' 'round the house totin' full pajamas
And I can't leave the house without my hammer
I done hit half of the hoes in Atlanta
You know this P-sh*t comes from Memphis
Sippin' on mud, sh*t darker than whiskey
Thesе n*ggas scrubs, these n*ggas frisky
You want a 10 piecе? Cuz serve chicken
Money on my mind, so I gotta go get it
Half a million dollar for a car, no ceilin'
If that sh*t about money, then you know I'm with it

[Verse]
Them hoes will do any damn thing for a penny
And some of these n*ggas be worse then women
Can't trick on no b*tch that will f*ck up my image
She rich and thick, I probably hit it
All these pinks and greens, I feel like Timmy
And all these blues like I went to Duke
I'm Mister Glock, hit your ass with a nuke
Go against Glock, I hate to be you
The f*ck? I've been gettin' my loot
I just brought a watch cost a coupe
Yeah, uh, don't f*ck with new n*ggas
That ain't the type of sh*t that I do, yeah
I don't recruit n*ggas, the FN is my bestie
I ran it up, tell 'em, catch me
Ayy
[Chorus]
They say all dogs go to heaven, I hope she get the message
My chain dance Elvis Presley, reach forward, sh*t get hected
She say Glizock the bestious, I'm speakin' country grammar
Walk around the house totin' full pajamas
And I can't leave the house without my hammer
I done hit half of the hoes in Atlanta
You know this P-sh*t comes from Memphis
Sippin' on mud, sh*t darker than whiskey
These n*ggas scrubs, these n*ggas frisky
You want a 10 piece? Cuz serve chicken
Money on my mind, so I gotta go get it
Half a million dollar for a car, no ceilin'
If that sh*t about money, then you know I'm with it

[Outro]
Let's go
Yeah
Yeah
I had to hit that motherf*cker