If Kurupt say to get em I'ma sick em like a runny nose/
And turn a phukkin artist to a victim in all bloody clothes
Like he is from the set. Oh you didn't see this coming like the sun exposed/
But little do you niggas know I got a hundred flows/
Don't get comfortable cause in the lab with me is something you should know
Is very un-phukkin-comfortable I'm running the show
Like FRIENDS was on and my black ass was running across. These suckers is lost/
I'm bout to cry like What more do you want?/
Ok now backflip to front imagine these stunts/
That's what it's like reading a page of like half of my stuff/
You'd have to be drunk or punch drunk on acid and dust to imagine this stuff I tell ya/
Slump a fella like I'm Punchanella Punchanella/
Bob and weaving through the phukkin instrumental like it's detrimental
To my health to kill the pencil and I swear it helps when
Medicated with the scent of herbal essence. Now she blow me kisses/
How coincidental shawty I just phukkin met you/ Imma
Hook
Hang low, Bearing the fruits of my labor I'm major
I peach the OG with the Mango (Kush)
They hoping I'm playing, it's puddles of rain, I just might give shawty a raincoat/
Nigga I go where you can't go/
I'm on the Radar (Radar) Radar (Radar)
Case closed, I don't know if it's the face the game or just the bankroll she do whatever I say so yuh/
Been on the scene but I'm never seen, I'm that nigga if you ain't know yuh/ So if you late get on the radar. Radar!
Verse 2:
Step up to the mic and watch me get em, watch me get em/
Man if Cardi say to get em I'ma kill em leave no witnesses
The precedent is set, I'm set like extra bitch
Look at the presidential shot go blaow yeah that's my deficit/
Shitting on em that's my defecate There is no duplicate oh who you bitch?/
And who you with? Oh IDC My D-I-C her breakfast/
Now I'm getting topped off in the Maybach mind blown on some Kennedy/
She blow the sacks (sax) I call her Kenny G, Smooth as Henny B/
Oh, you niggas don't remember me?
Same kid in elementary like yo check out this sentence B/
Now I'm grown smooth as peanut butter jelly bean Take your girl smooth as Willie D
Make ladies sing the blues when he speaks
I'm tryna touch a Billi B, Really B. I don't think these niggas hearing me
If so they not listening clearly, Clearly/
I have no picks, Not the one to pick with, this no picnic
This that forbidden fruit from the cherry tree cause I'ma
Hook
Hang low, Bearing the fruits of my labor I'm major
I peach the OG with the Mango (Kush)
They hoping I'm playing, it's puddles of rain, I just might give shawty a raincoat/
Nigga I go where you can't go/
I'm on the radar. Radar!
Case closed, I don't know if it's the face the game or just the bankroll she do whatever I say so yuh/
Been on the scene but I'm never seen, I'm that nigga if you ain't know yuh/ So if you late get on the Radar (Radar) Radar (Radar)
Bitch I'm bout to blow if you just hearing guess you late/
Set the date, I got the step on scale like I'm guessing weight Uh
All I watch is flicks with super heroes like a weirdo
Guess I understand the villain now I'm older now I'm onto bigger
Better things they thinking I'm thinking nigga headed things
Protool killer, Have you heard of him? Him is different/
My protocol is surgery bitch. Hope I make nervous wrecks a heard of shit
And shit yourself for every single verse I spit/
Older now I'm getting better off the head
Man if Lovey say to get you then you're dead/
