Travis Gibbs - Saturday Night Rides lyrics

[VERSE] Turn me up Yeah ahh Illusions The future is concluded Continued in this path You still wanna test my wrath Its early in the morning had your girl hop in a cab Dial a cab we finna call up Mengie ask him where he at? The hills are always quiet folks dont mind its not their business If your really half as serious then i don't think im willing In the traphouse getting cramped up with these n***as who be dealing Driving medicated like im going to the hospital Pa**ing through a red to wait in line is so impossible Boys are getting schooled by older boys is just the consequence Elevator trippin window shopping i might cop again Elders always negative then shocked when n***as flop again How am i so different your son is on that toke again Yesterday was different you opened up and spoke again Pressure getting heavy i won't end up like the most of them Fame and any other thing i'm never really bothered with Aaah And now you got a new swagg But you ain't got a dime to your name Your kick game mj game You still ain't got no change Im Swervin in the whip real late Like late enough to cancel up the date Im driving on a speed like im kicking lewis bu*t My n***as on trees get that pizza for us My b**h 18 so she don't give a f** [HOOK] And they don't understand though We gon take the bong and flip, fill it up until we feeling alright I'm chilling with my mans though We gon roll it up and spliff it, bless the joint and never pa** it to the right We never ever ha**le We gon get the loud pack, loud pack, you can smell it from a mile We was never ready though For the Saturday night, the Saturday night rides The Saturday night we was never ready though We was never ready for the Saturday night, the Saturday night rides [VERSE] Uh It's Saturday, got out the shower, got the power pack then Erick came Still hella early we just waiting for the gang Cleo look at me like why the bong don't look the same Man that sh** dun' broke last month Xavi geeking kicked over but it still pack a punch and sh** I'm hungry maf**er I ain't even had lunch Better get some sh** to eat or I be geeking like a chump So we head over to the crib KK brought some bud with 'em sh** was hella small and we was all the way straight stomping him Till we packed the bowl Eyes low Minor overdose Time was moving slow K.dot playing on the stereo We geeking geeking geeking This sh** happen on the weekend It's like this happened for a reason We still searching for the meaning To the life that we was living Me and Erick trippin' Hit the bong we blowing strong Cla** in session pay attention Cartoons with the Sound off, we floating through existence b**h don't k** my vibe No need for interference Gonna keep putting in work till I get my dividends You ain't got no cred, you n***as insufficient Steady trippin on the low Still ain't got no time for hoes Mordecai and Rigby look like they been moving hella slow Still f**ing with hella flows Still major improvements though Caught f**ing with hella hoes we had to keep it on the low We was on that Saturday night trip Hit the bong and er'body hella lit Blowing strong with the confidence, no kinda consequence, it's evident we on some other sh** [BRIDGE] We was on that Saturday night trip Hit the bong and er'body hella lit Blowing strong with the confidence, no kinda consequence, it's evident we on some other sh** [HOOK] And they don't understand though We gon take the bong and flip, fill it up until we feeling alright I'm chilling with my mans though We gon roll it up and spliff it, bless the joint and never pa** it to the right We never ever ha**le We gon get the loud pack, loud pack, you can smell it from a mile We was never ready though For the Saturday night, the Saturday night rides The Saturday night we was never ready though We was never ready for the Saturday night, the Saturday night rides