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285 (feat. Honest)
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Hey man, say man, this shit the future
I'm just bein' honest
We the ones that's poppin', never floppin', you hear what I'm sayin'?
Hey man, no cut, this shit raw, not a flaw
I'ma tell you what's goin' on
I'm on 285 in the SRT lookin' out for GSB
I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RBD
I'm in the GLS 600, lil' nigga, no, this ain't a GLE
All these rubber bands 'round this money man, you can call me T.I.P
I'm on 285 in the SRT lookin' out for GSB
I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RBD
I'm in the GLS 600, lil' nigga, no, this ain't a GLE
All these rubber bands 'round this money man, you can call me T.I.P
I'm on 285 on the E-way
Me, RedRed and Lil DJ
Six flags and the dreads, I'm CJ
If I get bored, nigga, I board the PJ
Take a trip like I just won the sweepstake
Got my mask on, nigga, macho libre
Shit, I got mega, hold on, music
Hold on, I'm duggin' that juju like JJ
And I'm flyer than a plane on autopilot
And my bitch fly too, she my co-pilot
Nigga, everything big, nigga, supersize it
We go overseas like we supervisors
We go overseas like we tourin'
I hop in the foreign, I floor it
I hop in the foreign, I flex it
Young nigga, Polo Ralph Lauren
Polo, this a brand new rugby
And she smell the cologne when she hug me
I'm grippin' that ass while we fuckin'
Fifty so big, can't even tuck it
I'm stackin' this cream like a Russian
I run through this shit, it ain't nothin'
I have them bars, you niggas monkeys
I'm steppin' on shit, I done grew me a pumpkin
I'm on 285 in the SRT lookin' out for GSB
I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RBD
I'm in the GLS 600, lil' nigga, no, this ain't a GLE
All these rubber bands 'round this money man, you can call me T.I.P
I'm on 285 in the SRT lookin' out for GSB
I got two thumbs up and I'm wavin' 'em back and forth like RBD
I'm in the GLS 600, lil' nigga, no, this ain't a GLE
All these rubber bands 'round this money man, you can call me T.I.P
I'm raisin' the bar like I'm raisin' my arm
Black cleat on my wrist and it's matchin' my charm
Black cleat on my wrist and it's matchin' my bitch
We stickin' together like Lilo and Stitch
We stickin' together like Groupon
Skeleton face, two-tone
Boy, you cap, clip on
Anything I get on, I shit on
Old school Cadillac with a flip phone
Lennox, Sue, Pink and Ring, I'm in Pimmo
I buy my shit, Viggio
I buy my shit, Crisco
Dollar, Creflo
I'm on ten, Isaiah Pacheco
Cheese, queso
One leg in the air like Fabo
Hey man, say man, y'all know what's goin' on
We set the trend, you can't do it wrong
It's key, man
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