Radioactive

[Intro] (MonstaBeatz) Ayy Turn me up Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Might wanna turn that up Ayy, ayy Eastside for good luck Uh [Verse] Candy canes, peppermint swirls in the rain That girl outside the game, hustlin' without a main Renegade, she gettin' paid She got wrapped up in my ways, that made her change hers She know it makes sense to help me take over the world I'm not a selfish leader (Nah) I see the good in people You need me like I need you Them other fools beneath you Don't sully your image, by fuckin' with niggas Sucker definition, description fit 'em The prescription was written in scribble scratch Garage like a Skittle pack Bruh, what color Bentley is that> Oh, man She was a devil in a red 'Vette, crafted by God's hands Posin' like a trophy, golden Grammy on my nightstand As she rolled me, I checked my Rollie Showered up, I'm in my Rolls, I'm jammin' the homie Boldy My dog be droppin' cuts I don't ride to myself, but I make some nice stuff I listen to my friends or I jam some oldies You'd know that if you really know me The way you think you know me I rose slowly, but I'm up for surely They can't do nothin' with me, fools ain't got nothin' for me Red sauce and rigatoni, white wine let us write until the mornin' She callin' 'cause she want me Test her patience, have her waitin' for me Tried to split, but she can't get off me Mornin' coffee strong, long nights under the stars talkin' King of New York-ing like Christopher Walken But I'm from New Orleans [Outro] Eastside, outside, all in They think they like I, quite appallin'