Cash Kidd
On The Radar Freestyle
[Intro]
(Can we have a check, please?)
Uh-huh
Ayy
Huh

[Verse]
Am I wrong for fuckin' a broke n***a bitch?
Let her take the eggplant, she tryna grocery shop
Fuckin' on a lady cop that patrol the block
Fucked the happy home up, I feel like Goldilocks
He ain't even have to run his mouth, the n***a chose to die
I'm on Instagram showboatin' like I sold a yacht
Fire and water on me like I catch Pokémon
I put ice all in the purple like a swolen eye
Lil'-ass n***a, get your stats up
Cap, like I do it big like Sam's Club
Armies rollin' up one, givin' mе a back rub
I'm known for keepin' hoes on the floor, I'm like a bathtub
N***a, ayy, I'll smack hugs
Put you in thе middle of this FN, help you spell "Fun"
N***a, ayy, huh, tuh
Ayy, shoutout my n***a Swan, that's my grandson
Yeah, ayy, your whole crew some lames
Silencer on the smacker, call that Pooty Tang
I'm scammin', gettin' jacks off, watch me do my thing, huh
Lil' n***a blew his pape' like he used erase
Yeah, like he used eraser, n***a blew his paper
Big-ass crib gated up with a few old neighbors
Your bitch keep beggin' for the tip like a cool-ass waiter
Everybody on my fuckin' dick, need a few more haters
Bitch ass, get him cooked real fast
Bought your bitch a Mayflower since she asked for implants
My jeweler treated my wrist like an intro Six Flags
My T-shirt cost nineteen hundred like Big Sad
Okay, Cash, we get it, stop flexin' your rich ass
N***a chain fake, go to the vet', that kit sad
They confusin' first class when I say, "Let me get past"
Feel like the giant slide 'cause I'm in my big bag
These n***as hit Vlad and gossip for quick laughs
Quick bills 'til it hit the wrong eye, then shift bad
You dirty, angry boy, you need some pussy real fast
I don't feel bad for scammin' the people that prank Cash
I don't feel bad for slimin' a slick ass
I don't feel bad for hoein' you, shit sad
I don't feel bad for dumpin' her weird ass
I don't feel bad for fuckin' your lil' bitch, her thick ass
Louis sweater, I'm drippin' like gym class
Doctor Miami, I woke up with big racks
Big blues, I'm feelin' like Crip Mac
N***as poor with they hand out like they get Tic Tacs