Yes sir, baby On The Radar Radio freestyles Yo, DD Osama is in the building I'ma step out, he ogn' step in and kill this, aight Let's go Grrah, grrah, grrah Every opp shot Grrah Grrah-bang Drop the fuckin' 4's, you heard (It's Kosfinger, baby) I'ma start it like this 'cause they all on dick Yeah, I'm smokin' on so many deads Fuck BK and I'm droppin' the hat See, shh, I'ma blast You smokin' on bro and ya' other niggas jacked it EBS, everybody shot Don't got love for the Bronx, only love for my block Free Keem, he was really on hots And it's crazy, I'm up now they all on my dick 83 home, that's really my rib Me and Notti and in the crib, really took that risk We was creepin', itchin' for a hit Bend blocks on feet, throw shots to the V Tryna clear the whole scene I call up Ddot, he throw more than three If I spot me a nine, we put him in a ditch, grrah Niggas is broke but they talkin' on Notti Spin through, start flockin' for Dotty I lost my niggas, they feelin' this pain On the gang, let it rain If you know then you know, bitch, we aimin' for brains I call up Benzo, bet he go insane And he said, "Harlem K." But he textin' my phone for the feature Don't talk 'bout the books, man, they not on the bleachers He not from the court, should've never believed him Backdoor open so don't let the opps in I ain't comin' if I can't bring the knocks in 'Cause of my brother, for him I'm flocking So when Notti get leaked get to blasting Opps on dick now we gotta pack 'em I'ma superstar totin' a bastard, grrah I'ma start it like this 'cause they all on dick Yeah, I'm smokin' on so many deads Fuck BK and I'm droppin' the hat See, shh, I'ma blast He was talkin' on bro and ya' other niggas jacked it EBS, everybody shot Don't got love for the Bronx, only love for my block Free Keem, he was really on hots And it's crazy, I'm up now they all on my dick 83 home, that's really my rib Me and Notti and in the crib, really took that risk We was creepin', itchin' for a hit Bend blocks on feet, throw shots to the V Tryna clear the whole scene I call up Ddot, he throw more than three If I spot me a nine, we put him in a ditch, grrah-bang Yeah man, yeah man, yeah an

I went down to the water With the help of my father Out of the lake in mid-june I pulled my car, Mabu I need an engine that runs It came down to the wire Put the pump to the tire It gets me high It makes her go Now, that she's gone (so soon) I need a car like Mabu And you know, she'll come around I need an engine that runs I drive my car through lakes and lagoons, oh oh oh I drive my car, my car mabu, oh oh oh And I know, when she's gone I swear I'll change I need a car (I miss her anyway) I need an engine that runs

(I'm a rich scholar, rich scholar) (Top Shotta, Don Dada) I'm a rich scholar, got the city shook I make top dollar like a white-collar crook Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot And I stick with my brothers like the pages of uh-huh, book (book) Gordon Ramsay, let me cook (just let me cook) On the east side, big E, I'm not a rook though (big E, big E) Rookie, rookie, young boy but not a rookie Leave out the back of my school, the press out to get me E-envy, people who envy you can't keep 'em close They might give a quote to The Post you know how that shit go The Post cappin', we still doin' Greek and Latin (Greek) Several mothers at my school hate me with a passion They ain't want they son in school with a kid rappin' They ain't want me to graduate, but I made it happen Rich scholar, Top Shotta, Don Dada The opps knew my school address and they did nada (nada) Take your shiesty off if you don't got opps (no opps) Periodic shawty, hot tamale, give me wocky top Haa, like, she gave me wocky top Periodic shawty, hot tamale, give me wocky top Hold on, periodic mean she curvy tho (facts) I could be tangent to your curve, but you ain't worthy hoe (worthy) 'Cause I'm a rich scholar (scholar) Got the city shook (got the city shook) I make top dollar like a white-collar crook (white collar, huh) Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot (forces on my, huh) And I stick with my brothers like the pages of a (pages of a) Don't judge a book by it's cover like these mothers do (like these mothers do) Ca-can't say their names 'cause I'd get fuckin' sued What did I do? Tell me, I don't got a clue, yeah Mabu, bet your kids love me more than you (bitch) I'm a rich, rich scholar (scholar) Got the city shook (got the city shook) I make top dollar like a white-collar crook (white collar, huh) Keep a white collar, black forces on my foot And I stick with my brothers like the pages of uh-huh, book Yo, let me cook (Lil' Wavy Boy)

You know the vibes Hahaha (Grrrrt!) (Don't) Don't cross me I'm not Jesus Run up a check Fingers they blue You know the vibes I stay withh the crew Quit talking man, just make a move I'm on the Eastside Zooming through the streets in a G5 Been runnin' up a bag I'm on demon time Put some steak in my plate 'Cause it's time to dine Met that girl at a party I mean, she pretty fine She call me, decline Stop hitting my line Come on, is you liking me or my money? Just make up your mind I don't care if you ready or not Cause I'm goin' right to the top Started a company Making the guap I'ma do a little dance on your block I don't care if you ready or not Cause I'm goin' right to the top Started a company Making the guap I'ma do a little dance on your block Hahaha Why you be hitting my phone? Just leave me alone All these lil rappers they clones They stealing my flow (Don't) Don't cross me I'm not Jesus Run up a check Fingers they blue You know the vibes I stay with the crew Quit talking man, just make a move I'm on the Eastside Zooming through the streets in a G5 Been runnin' up a bag I'm on demon time Put some steak in my plate 'Cause it's time to dine Hahaha Ran up 3, 4 bands today Gained like 10k fans today Made 2 calls for the bankroll On a flight to Turks and Caicos Police Lay low Ain't a place in the city I can't go I'm praying to God, I'm faithful I wanna be blessed with the pesos Haha Do what I say so You gonna fold like a table Demon time, angel My brothers they toting the fuego They try to pull up on me When they see my people I know they gon' leave I gotta get to the green Flexing the bands that I made in a week (Don't) Don't cross me I'm not Jesus Run up a check Fingers they blue You know the vibes I stay with the crew Quit talking man, just make a move I'm on the Eastside Zooming through the streets in a G5 Been runnin' up a bag I'm on demon time Put some steak in my plate 'Cause it's time to dine Haha