GED

[Verse 1: Tris J] On a long ass roll like an eight foot bike Mike rollin' up a plane trynna make that flight The skinny nigga 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 bitch 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 nigga there, left that bitch light Said I've been gone all day and she done called like twice Want me to own that pussy, thinkin' I just might They say why your bitch so bad and that ass so nice? Cause I sound damn good and my flow too tight Who lie Fuck more than one niggas wife And fucked up more than one niggas 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 drugs to me Poppin' up in that Porsche ho, thick bitch 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 drugs we on A real nigga in the flesh bitch, 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]