Get Yo Freak On (ON THE RADAR FREESTYLE)

[Chorus]
Me and Monty gon' hop out the back while lil' Cam dog the 'cat
We tryna make a pack but ain't done see a face, man where they at?
I don't shoot from the deep, I like that taco meat, I'm finna-
They know we play for keeps
Our defense too elite, they call it hacks
He bet' not try to run, my favorite move, switch Glock tappin' his back
Now he all up on the ground heavy breathin' and shit, havin' a asthma attack
Right after I'm bakin' the bitch, no debate, gotta leave 'cause I really just wanted to fack
We got some shit in the back of the Track that'll make you just shit on yourself, so relax

[Verse 1]
That dyke ain't die from my arm and fat back shots, I shoulda hit her dumb ass wit' a TEC
We gon' take him down 'cause his goofy ass a clown, don't need a gat
We tryna catch a crown, wait hollon', hollon', bleed what I say? Look
I'll hop out the car wit' some big shit right over thick shit, see a face I'm finna bail
We tryna give 'em some hell
Late night and we up on the L steady tossin' them shells
And he fell, I'll smack his dumb ass wit' the rear
These niggas be tellin', they really wit' 12
And ain't shit free until they free Ro Racks and Money out that cell
I'm gon' pray tonight, the devil on my right hopin' I fail
Come on, Trey just got a strike, he doggin' shit, you can ask 12
We done fucked 'em up from state to [?], can't keep up, mission failed
Dumbass got baked like a wedding cake, I know that shit was hell
Ain't done send shots correct, like bitch aim for the neck, fuck it oh well
Fuck it, oh well, like
Aim for the neck, dumbass
Look

[Verse 2]
I'll hop out the V wit' a 5.56 AP dumpin' this bitch, get low
We tryna catch us a face, hop out I'ma chase 'til his ass fall right on the floor
Just throw, me and lil' Sav dumpin' the hoe
But we ain't get the V, we was kittin' in snow
Lil' bitch move my hand up out the way, start tossin', she a pro
I hope he croak up on some flukey shit like COVID, Ion' know
We tryna score, he won't survive on the 4
I see 12 so I'm tuckin' the pole
Buddy ass still was a bitch, don't think 'cause you got you a switch I ain't takin' a roll
Nick' takin' his soul
He wanna act like a shark but a fish, so I'm breakin' the bowl
Dumbass left in a ditch from the nick' and the switch, sent the blitz now his ass on the floor
I'ma tap on his fro
Soon as I swing my door, you reverse and you might see a ghost
Put his dumb ass in a post, start makin' a meme
I be trollin', you know how it go

[Chorus]
Man me and Monty gon' hop out the back while lil' Cam dog the 'cat
We tryna make a pack but ain't done see a-, man where they at?
I don't shoot from the deep, I like that taco meat, I'm finna splat
They know we play for keeps, our defense too elite, they call it hacks
They call it hacks, dumbass, look
He better not try to run, that's my favorite move, switch Glock tappin' his back
Now he all up on the ground heavy breathin' and shit, havin' a asthma attack
Right after I'm bakin' the bitch, no debate gotta leave 'cause I really just wanted to fack
We got some shit in the back of the Track that'll make you just shit on yourself, so relax
Yo' dumb ass