On The Radar Freestyle

[Intro]

Yes, sir, baby, On the Radar Radio Freestyles

Yo, the BX is in the buildin', Ice Spice is in the buildin'

I'ma step out, she gon' step in and kill this shit, alright? Let's go

(Is that Chris?)

(Stop playin' with 'em, RIOT)

[Chorus]

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed

I'm different, I don't feel the same

I'm a smoochie, like you cannot change me

Trendin' topic, like you cannot blame me

Goin' up, so I feel like they hate me

Oh, she gangster? But she cannot face me

Hear the chatter, but I'm never switchin'

It don't mattеr, I know my shit different

[Verse 1]

In the еnd that I know that I'm good

Understand that I'm misunderstood

And the plan to get bro out the hood

I be fiendin' to dump on a bitch

And I know that she bumpin' my shit

In the comments they eatin' my dick

Remember they didn't believe in a bitch

I be thinkin' 'bout me and you fuckin'

I be readin' your text and I dub it

You be leadin' me on, I'm like, "Fuck it"

Act like you don't, but I know that you love it

And he fiendin', he know my name buzzin'

From the Bronx, so I got it from nothin'

I'm what they want, so I got it, it's comin'

I'm in the front of the race that we runnin'

[Chorus]

You a stranger, I feel like shit changed

I'm different, I don't feel the same

I'm a smoochie, like you cannot change me

Trendin' topic, like you cannot blame me

Goin' up, so I feel like they hate me

Oh, she gangster? But she cannot face me

Hear the chatter, but I'm never switchin'

It don't matter, I know my shit different

[Verse 2]

Damn, you was my heart, you a stranger

How you turn love into anger?

Like you wanna fuck with that bitch from Decatur

Like I don't want you with a bitch, I'ma hate her

And I put it all past me

Would fuck your bro, but I don't let him gas me

I got angels, they watchin'

Shit that I'm doin', there's nobody stoppin'

They say that I'm next, but it's cool 'cause I know that

Sayin' you love me, then show that

Old friends, they watchin', they sendin' me throwbacks

Soon as I make it, they know I can't go back

I got feelings, but I never show 'em

I don't talk about it, I just smoke 'em

Goin' through shit, I don't think, I just go numb

Soon as I hop in the booth, I'ma go numb, grrah