Yung Fokus - G Ride lyrics

Chorus: (Malachi Grant) Step on the scene, Billy Jean type scheme And the shorties they be all on me— If you knew better you'd do better too But you don't know sh** so flee Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the ride, this is how a G' Ride— Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the sky— Catch me in the ride, this is how a G' Ride— Verse 1: (Malachi Grant) I'm the sh** don't it stink Take a picture let it paint Im just here to blow the bank You know make it rain The terrain is a hottie Let her drain out her body Gimme brains til I shotty The she say boy you got me Met a chick that skipped school no cla** She wonders the Halls with a hall a** Cute face slim waste all of that And she trying to get back on that school path Cut your loses ma – what what Do the math Every sinner has a future saints have a past EA sports its in the game n you don't know the half And I kinda like that But lets not distract from the fact That you gotta bounce back If you hungry eat fast Like everyday your last She said thanks for the knowledge than gave that back Ima drum her, beat , music cla** Chorus: (Malachi Grant) Verse 2: (Dunn Da God) I do this for my dogs now – what up flee! Go hard or go home , well I ain't got keys Ears on glow, neck on freeze Make a sandwich when, I'm shopping I go HAM no cheese! Look like a bellboy, all the bags I pick up Leave with you girl, if you slip up Sit her with my girl, quick fast like a hiccup And bring those two sides together, I'm like a zipper I'm popping everywhere I go, n***as like who ya'll Soon as Dunn reach number 1, I kick my shoes off Till then, I'm leading the pack I'm like Rudolph Stopping for them ladies that's naughty or nice Married to the game ya'll can go and throw rice But I rather catch cheese like a room full of mice Don't be fooled by the hype, I earned my stripes And you little keyboard n***as, not my TYPE Chorus: (Malachi Grant) Verse 3: (Malachi Grant) Spit slicker than a snail—Breath of fresh air— The glory, the guts plus the gleam from the glare Chilling out here—just that ILL Shorty want me, but who really care— Shorty come here, dip it down Spin it round, bring it back here Like that! Oh yeah! Woooah! Rich Flare— Diamond shining, sunshine blinding Catch me on an island I am sky to the Fly-ish Heat so the heat seekers know where to find him Merksmilez Out there somewhere grinding Tick-Tock, now what's that perfect timing—? The eye of the tiger, with the heart of a lion Spitting nothing but that fire Coming all off desire, no days off attire Two words—please retire Ya'll can't pa** out my flyers! Chorus: (Malachi Grant)