On The Radar Freestyle

It's Kosfinger, baby

Yeah
Gang
Like, like

Lil' bro died, he can't come back
That's a number 1 rule, don't lack
He tried to run, I'm aimin' at his hat
Brodie like (?), now I gotta relax
Im from the Shiest, where we keep us a strap
Brodie say double back, and we dump all at them
He wanna beef 'bout a bitch on the app
Like his homie ain't die with his head in his lap

He said he gon' catch him a shiesty, what?
You spin, you gon' catch a shot out the F&
I'm tryna spin, hit him and his friend
Missed one, but he won't see his homie again
Niggas get boomed, while I'm tryna send
(?)
These niggas ain't like that, shit for pretending
He won't get his life back dissin' on twin

Opps get shot, going off on the 'Gram, like we ain't get back
He was just hoppin' like he was a bunny
Look up, yeah, bitch you want the attack
Get clapped thru the (?)
Opp niggas mad (?) in a pack
I keep a strap, it don't feel like I lack
He tried to run, but these shots know the catch
When I hop out you better be faster than Flash

Niggas ain't shot one gun, but they be so tough
Man all of that shit outta anger
Like what if I hop out and bang you
You ain't never been shot by a stranger
(?) niggas cap and act like they dangerous
Catch a thug, I'll give him a face lift
All of my opps, they cap, they basic
Steady talkin' 'bout shit that they ain't with

When did y'all niggas start owning them guns
Y'all was ridin' and shit for the fun
Niggas keep saying my pops in they blunt
It's okay, we gon' swing thru the (?)
I'm tryna slide with a drac' and a drum
Catch an opp, ain't no need for the one
I'm tryna slide with a drac' and a drum
Catch an opp, ain't no need for the one

Gang, gang, gang
Gang
Gang
Gang, gang, gang
Shiesty