285 (feat. Honest)

Lyrics for 285 (feat. Honest)

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