Midwxst - On The Radar (Freestyle) lyrics
[Midwxst - On The Radar Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah oh, this off the dome?
Straight off the head hol' up (Thanks Zuko)
Aye, yeah, yeah (Yo Eli, what the fuck?)
He want smoke 'till we see him in traffic
All my shooters they name is redacted
Run up on me we gonna have to up at
Your brodie, your sho-, yeah
Run up on me we up
At your brodie, your shorty
We shoot at your whole fuckin' family
You wan' talk 'bout me? We pull up
With them choppas and choppas and-, yeah
Choppas and choppas, tote choppas and blicks
All my niggas roll into the trap movin'-
Rollin' right into the trap know
They movin' the competition
Know they movin' the- hol' up uh, yeah, yeah
I'm finna set a pace
Know my boss comin' out my tongue
Comin' fast like the fuckin' race
Wanna talk about me? I ain't
Listen to that fuckin' mixtape
Know that shit a disgrace
Run up on me we put
445's in your motherfuckin'
In your motherfuckin' face
Up in your temple, give a
Lil' boy like-, hol' up, yeah
Hit that lil' boy in the temple
They thought I was-, yeah, hol' up
Hit a lil' boy in the temple, that's
A lil' problem, we solvin' it simple, hey
Pop a lil' boy like a pimple
You run up on me hit that
Boy in his dentals, hey ou, hey ou
Yeah, hit that boy up in his dentals
Hey, we in his mouth like a dentist
Run up on me put that
Boy in a motherfuckin'-, haha
Straight off the head hol' up (Thanks Zuko)
Aye, yeah, yeah (Yo Eli, what the fuck?)
He want smoke 'till we see him in traffic
All my shooters they name is redacted
Run up on me we gonna have to up at
Your brodie, your sho-, yeah
Run up on me we up
At your brodie, your shorty
We shoot at your whole fuckin' family
You wan' talk 'bout me? We pull up
With them choppas and choppas and-, yeah
Choppas and choppas, tote choppas and blicks
All my niggas roll into the trap movin'-
Rollin' right into the trap know
They movin' the competition
Know they movin' the- hol' up uh, yeah, yeah
I'm finna set a pace
Know my boss comin' out my tongue
Comin' fast like the fuckin' race
Wanna talk about me? I ain't
Listen to that fuckin' mixtape
Know that shit a disgrace
Run up on me we put
445's in your motherfuckin'
In your motherfuckin' face
Up in your temple, give a
Lil' boy like-, hol' up, yeah
Hit that lil' boy in the temple
They thought I was-, yeah, hol' up
Hit a lil' boy in the temple, that's
A lil' problem, we solvin' it simple, hey
Pop a lil' boy like a pimple
You run up on me hit that
Boy in his dentals, hey ou, hey ou
Yeah, hit that boy up in his dentals
Hey, we in his mouth like a dentist
Run up on me put that
Boy in a motherfuckin'-, haha