Ms Banks On The Radar Freestyle Lyrics by Ms Banks
(Feat. Ms Banks)
This gig is very spooky, yeah
Black girl in the white world coming soon
Wizard on the fucking beat
Ah, yo, didn’t really go nowhere but ah shit I’m back again
I’m up six figures in the face, 10-10
Wanna rap and get money, yeah I highly recommend
These bitches wanna start cause I made it out of the ends
Woo!
Bitch, run it back again
If he fucking with me, then you know he gonna trend
In fifty pounds, dollars, euros, then I cannot comprehend
It’s wizard on the beat, bitch, run it back again
Bitches can’t pay respect, let alone pay rent
They still don’t get the message, all shit I fought in cent
They losing in the ones that competition, then resent
You need to take a rest, I’m going up like a ten
These bitches ain’t too solid, man, my shit is cement
Been on the straight and narrow, but I’m trying to get bent
They know me out in Kent, so con-trent
You never did your whole, man, man, that’s just a regiment
Could give a fuck about evil eye I know your eyes is on me
I’m in Paris with your nigga And he giving wee wee
You a scammer and the trapper been it all on me
Bad bitch only listen to Lennon Fimi And prolly YT
I’m too icy
Get into that dedge loaf, let a n***a try me
Face pretty, it’s a leak, but it gets like that
Tell the jewelers we ain’t selling, what the fuck’s a buyback?
Didn’t really go nowhere, but ah shit, I’m back again
Can’t call me my size when I’m like 5’10
You aren’t shying like I do, stop the cap
You a gem, these bitches wanna start
Cause I made it out of the ends
Woo! Bitch, run it back again
Shen yang, leng peng, I’m the creme de la creme
50 pounds, dollars, euros, and I cannot comprehend
It’s wizard on the beat, bitch, run it back again
Stop talking out your ass, what the bomb of ass?
Let that nigga hit it from the back, why you coming fast?
Tell me why I’d have it from you now, didn’t in the past
Seen so many bitches come and go, but who’s gonna last?
Running up and down your nigga mind, running up the charts
Bitches always itching for a problem, put him in the car
Capable, I’m able, holler at me, handle any task
I don’t want a small talk, only if the money bars
Yeah.
Like, we really chit-chatting if it ain’t about that paper.
You know?