ILLmont - 285 lyrics

[Verse 1: Khalil Who] Aight cool it, tell 'em that I'm coolin' I'm back in yo bracket [?] and see when I do this You foolish if you think That you could ever break this group, we coolin' The last man that tried us, left the house lookin' stupid I got the heart of a nuisance, patience of a god And I can give two sh**s, if yo' clique is really high And if you cool and you down You can roll with the squad But if you foolin', you a clown We don't roll with 'em, nah So check the weatha', and put yo a** to leatha' I'm tryna' see if no tops, can make my coastin' betta', uh Divine pleasure, rollin' with the crew That's a happiness beyond measure There's nothin' to do, so we just ride around the city, like 285 Never seen somethin' so pretty as my lovely city sky Never seen somethin' so lovely as my pretty city high I'm just happy to call this lovely pretty city mine [Hook: Felix Von Soco] Rollin' up the dank mayne, that's how the south do it She say the way I hit the stage, got her mouth droolin' Top game b**h, I'm spittin' out fluent Keep ya' fingers off the grain, while I ride out to it [Repeat 2x] [?] (ride out) Make a, make a hater frown (ride out) When a player comin' down (ride out) 2, 285 (ride out) [Verse 2: Plex] Five speed manual, hooptie, that's the whip Headed to East Atlanta man, I gotta make a trip Drivin' down Memorial Drive, pa**in' 285 I'm bumpin' 2-Chainz and Future as I ride Cruisin' through the city in the middle of the night It never get old, if it ever feels right Maybe I'm the type that likes a fast-paced life I'm tired of the suburbs, I miss the city life n***as on the hustle, on every other street Crackheads on every other corner that you [?] Shortys on the strip and they kickin' it And n***as tryna' holla ([?]) Straight trickin' kid (ay, what yo' name is?)

Sittin' on 22s man, that's just how we cruise Rims cost more than your car, but that's just how we do Nothin' more to say, just come and spend a day In any area that you want, Eastside of the A [Hook: Felix Von Soco] Rollin' up the dank mayne, that's how the south do it She say the way I hit the stage, got her mouth droolin' Top game b**h, I'm spittin' out fluent Keep ya' fingers off the grain, while I ride out to it [Repeat 2x] [?] (ride out) Make a, make a hater frown (ride out) When a player comin' down (ride out) 2, 285 (ride out) [Verse 3: Brotha IB] Yo, your destination is final, put in ya' resignation Lend me your ear for a moment, I'll be your occupation Always on some ill sh** with my tribe Come and feel the vibes, my verses come prescribed I got it tatted on my arm, It's forever Eastside That I double L represents, I'm goin' ride [?] so they made us outcasts 1995 Hip Hop is broadcast [?] war paint from [?] Said the South got somethin' to say b**h you goin' respect the A True I got more flow than the average man But that don't mean you should blame me Had to move my feet, get up out my seat Just so my town could know me 285, Eastbound, Eastbound [?], Glenwood, shawty that's all me From the North, but the South is where my heart beat So I can just continue, never wither I run with a group of sinners Cruisin' round Atlanta, a bunch of verbal abusers [Hook: Felix Von Soco] Rollin' up the dank mayne, that's how the south do it She say the way I hit the stage, got her mouth droolin' Top game b**h, I'm spittin' out fluent Keep ya' fingers off the grain, while I ride out to it [Repeat 2x] [?] (ride out) Make a, make a hater frown (ride out) When a player comin' down (ride out) 2, 285 (ride out) [Soul Glo Interlude]