Drake And Central Cee Freestyle Lyrics – On The Radar
Drake Central And Cee Freestyle Lyrics
Yeah On the radar, 2023 6 g-o-d and my broski 2c You know what it is It’s a madness and badness combination Yeah!, ayy!, grrr!
On morningside got no stick in the ride If i take flicks with the guys I gotta put emojis over like 3 faces ‘Cause the feds can’t see those eyes People i shouldn’t be beside When i was an actor they would go stratford Just to sell food on bieber’s side Plenty reasons why i’m this way, my girl That’s just one reason why Seen you around at sotto, enough man, baby You love on some eediat guys Obedient guys, jokers and comedian guys You know i’m likе 6’2″ in the right shoe, love But you lovе on some medium guys
I wanna keep you on the beach ’til 6 a.m. So you see sunrise Seen you from the stage in the 100 These must be eagle eyes Pressing against me, thinking ’bout entry Know you could tell it’s a decent size You wanna know the real me, girl Say you wanna see deep inside If chubb’s has on a chanel side bag You don’t wanna see him reach inside ‘Cah we know some demon guys With jealous and evil eyes You know that’s how jesus died You know that’s how julius caesar died I bet they were decent guys I swear they remind me of me sometimes
I’m tryna be under your breasts like peas and rice You never get treated nice Fool you once, that’s fine But you look dumb if you let them repeat it twice 200 million on the table I hope i’m able to get this agreement signed Told you i needed time But really the truth is i don’t believe in time Feel like i been here over a thousand years Like since the medieval times And i’m still just a cutthroat king Even though this is recent times A man might dead that we’re beefing with But we don’t do grieving time Fuck teasing time If i come inside you, it’s breeding time
So much for idols, kmt with the eye roll Knew that i made it When i had drivers holding my last name up in arrivals Cench might need vaccine when he see How this video start going viral If lita’s there, then the mash is there With grains in there like silos The morning rain clouds up my window I swear i feel like dido J a u m, how it looks when man Put you in a jam like typos Negotiation, ask her for 20% of the company That’s my final Realistic to shit, my n15 like I’m going through tottenham high road If it’s beef, i’ll get that shade from bread and Grease like i’m making giros, or i’m making gyros So much for all these heroes The numbers are good with me as long as It’s comma then 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0, 0 Pass me a glass of the vino If a girl try take my rolex to buy some valentino I tell baby m what she did to the kid That eyeliner like emo She didn’t rock my clothing line When we had one shirt to go with the jeans though Now man like me and clint can afford those whips Like gran torino, grrr!
Crocodile tears she ain’t even crying Why you swearing to god You don’t even believe in christ What you saying wallahi for You ain’t been on your deen You’ve been eating swine, nah I ain’t the man of your dreams Now you wish that you stayed with your previous guy It used to be 3.5s, now i can sell out the 2 arena twice Don’t ask what the fee looks like Don’t believe all the media hype Like eighty percent of these people lying Who can i ask when i need advice I gotta work hard, it’s me who provides Email y-beeez for the feature look
What goes up must come down So when you’re in the air, prepare for the landing I did everything that i could for my hood So how do they say i don’t care for the mandem Crib so big, i might get out of breath If i walk too quick up the stairs in the mansion
They weren’t there for the action Tryna round up three hundred spartans We going to war but we ain’t in athens Everything won’t go to plan That’s not how it goes, i’m afraid shit happens Rap boy on a footballers wage I’m on the same pay as the players at dallas What’s making the haters jealous? I’m thinking the ap’s eighteen karats They call me my government name in harrods, uh This one ratchet, don’t even know who her baby dad is, ah If i cum inside, i won’t leave ’til i see her take the tablet, nah
He mention my name ’cause he wanted some fame And he ain’t established huh, alright You know the verse gon’ hit when you hear that adlib Come a long way, i was sellin’ them opium on my lonely But i’m not ken carson I’m a hood, red hot, red dot on my head In my hood, i’m a target So driver, stay in the whip while i jump out quick Don’t park it I can lean out the window and horn it I’m on the same pay as the players at charlotte Big fish in this thing, no armbands like a back stroke I swim in that shark tank Drop me in the jungle, tree-to-tree Start swinging like tarzan 24 inch on the rims on the benz I’m doing donuts and skidding on tarmac (huh) Sick of these high-rise buildings, flip the script Now i’m living on farmland (huh)
Hmmm, grr! Alright alright
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Song: Drake Central And Cee Freestyle