Tris J - GED lyrics

[Verse 1: Tris J] On a long a** roll like an eight foot bike Mike rollin' up a plane trynna make that flight The skinny n***a of the year celebrate that twice Give me the whole damn cake, I don't want no slice I got these hoes stickin' to me like white on rice Had a blind b**h say she seen me last night The Tris man on point like two red dice Say I can't hit 10, told em bet they life I break em off, take it all must be my night Heavy heavy n***a there, left that b**h light Said I've been gone all day and she done called like twice Want me to own that p**y, thinkin' I just might They say why your b**h so bad and that a** so nice? Cause I sound damn good and my flow too tight Who lie f** more than one n***as wife And f**ed up more than one n***as life [Hook: Sir Michael Rocks] [x2] This a free GED Gettin' Every Dollar bro Its a go its a go Everybody wanna know Where the cheese, where the ski Cause you know its gotta snow Yeah ho Bad hoes know where the bands go [Verse 2: Sir Michael Rocks] I woke up from a dream of me and the team Touchin' cream like a scene from a drug movie Was playin' clean till I seen you need a machine I swear to watch the money move is like d** to me Poppin' up in that Porsche ho, thick b**h no torso Just cakey, that pastry, that ooshie gooshie, I can't see my hands Just me and my mans In the strip club throwin' money call it battle of the bands And I'm throwin' up a prayer I'll be happy when it lands And a relationship with two, not sure exactly where I stand I'm in love with the mozzie, but attracted to the lamb Both hands on the wheel while I'm backin' out the jam You wish you had the d** we on A real n***a in the flesh b**h, blood and bones We goin' in, goin' hard, when we goin' its on Take it down a notch, lower your tone When your talkin' bout us... [Hook x2]