miyaa v - miyaa v "on the radar" freestyle lyrics
[intro]
d+mn, stryder got that heat, for real
major, that’s you?
fastlife
[verse]
like, somebody point me to the opps ’cause i’m lookin’ for wreck
this beretta keep b+tches in check
and i don’t gotta back out for b+tches to panic
my face alone make b+tches show me respect, like
say less, i’m all over the ‘net, b+tches stay tryna see if i’m pressed
like, give it a rest
never expected no son, tell that b+tch say that sh+t with her chest
bestie with me and i know he gon’ back out
love my brothers, i could never switch on the gang
i know that they not gon’ let me crash out
keep it p for the media, y’all need to chill
pretty soon, i’ma up it and black out
throw my sh+t up, forever got love for the gz
an opp b+tch could never make me back down
took a break for a while, but i’m back now
deads in my blunt, so you know i’ma face it
68, that lil’ b+tch gettin’ wasted
knock on my body, this sh+t’ll do damage, it’s gon’ put a b+tch in the ground like a bas+m+nt
let it flock, she wan’ beef ’bout a n+gga, so watch what that b+tch on my c+ck
but sure need to stop
like, no, i’m not uzi, it’s no way i’m lettin’ it rock
if she got jackie, i hope that she blowin’
’cause the b+tches be holdin’ the pole like they strippers
but none of them really be throwin’
miyaa v, none of y’all could compete
that b+tch wanna be me, she a fan and it’s showin’
i be knowin’ ’cause y’all not with the ride
like, y’all don’t be ’bout what y’all promotin’
i just rolled up lil’—, and he floatin’
she wanna tussle
but i’m not into that, i’m tryna send that lil’ b+tch with her cuzzo
i’m dog walkin’ you hoes, if it was up to me, y’all would be in the [?] with the muzzle, like
no kizzy, i done beat b+tches ’til they was dizzy
b+tches wanna be gang, but you can’t be the gunna and p+ssy
they don’t correspond, b+tch, you catchin’ a fizzy
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