On The Radar Freestyle lyrics

by

Luh Tyler


[Intro]
(I really like to use cash!)
Yeah, n*gga, aye, for sure (b*tch!)
Yeah, Let's go

[Verse]
How we chilling at the top but we came up from the bottom?
You ain't tryna get no cash, n*gga, that's a problem
"Tyler why you always snap on beats but never drop 'em?"
You talking 'bout them Benjamin, b*tch, you know I got 'em
We gon' get them Benjamin's (Plugg), gon' get them blue strips
Take your b*tch for a trip, she wet like a cruise ship
Yeah, Tallahassee, 850, know that's what I rep
I drop heat on the beat, make you hit the two-step
Yeah, hit the two-step, n*gga
Remember when they slept, n*gga
Yeah, I be swimming in that money, Michael Phelps, n*gga
Yeah, gas in my blunt, top shelf, n*gga
Know I cook up on the beat like a chef, n*gga
Aye, I be spitting real sh*t but I don't think they heard me
And my b*tches real thick, they don't need no surgery
Ball on a f*ck n*gga (b*tch!), 23 my jersey
3 shows, that's a 30, n*gga, Stephen Curry
Yeah, ran that bag up quick and I wasn't in no hurry
Turn the beat up, I'm in New York, make a b*tch get sturdy
Yeah, I'ma make it happen, b*tch, it ain't no worry
Man, these n*ggas just be capping, they ain't seen no 30 (Plugg)
Yeah, look inside my cup and you gon' see that dirty
Yeah, mm-mm, and you gon' see that dirty
I been smoking so much gas, it got me speaking slurry
Wake up early, wake and bake, I'm chiefing with the birdies
Yeah, man, I hear the birds tweeting
Lame n*ggas hating on me, they be having nerd meetings
Yeah, we gon' run that bag up and ball every season
Step, I cause a scene, they wan' appear everytime they see me, n*gga
[Outro]
Shhu, shhu, skee
For sure (b*tch!)
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