GTA (Good Times Ahead) Lyrics

Ya

GTA cause a man want more

Ice on my neck like a ice cream store

Just came thru like a man want more

Just came thru like a man want more

Shawty pockets looking thick

Shawty getting stupid thick

Gyally say she want ice cream then she look at my neck

Hop in a Four by Four watch a man just jet

I need a spaceship whip if a man jump in

Sci-fi like a movie effect

I got a northside ting from a southside end

I salute you like a cadet

My new ting look like a movie

Who would've known she would link on my ends

Shawty is cutie

Batty is juicy

Mans is selective

Gyally is leng

Shawty is bougie

Badder and juvie

I wanna make sure ya diamonds stay wet

Talkin shit, make ya man get left

No Nike make a man get checked

Yea I'm on the rise, shawty pon road wanna do me

Ya, ya, ya

She wanna talk, I wanna get litty off the boosie

She finna slide, I ain't talking bout no Toosie

I'm making hits, I ain't talking Makunouchi

Yo, bruv!

Too much ice make a man go numb

Not enough God make a man go dumb

Got a two tone ting and she sweet like plum

Jump in the whip, make a man eat dust

Succeed so much but I ain't no sus

Talk big Shit, back it up no flush

Ya talk big game, cause my scores untouched

Ya

GTA cause a man want more

Ice on my neck like a ice cream store

Just came thru like a man want more

Just came thru like a man want more

Shawty pockets looking thick

Shawty getting stupid thick

Ya, ya

GTA cause a man want more

Ice on my neck like a ice cream store

Just came thru like a man want more

Just came thru like a man want more

Shawty pockets looking thick

Shawty getting stupid thick

I'm taking risk with my goals, with my honey and that

Cheffin the kitchen and whipping my wrist on the track

Let's go, ya!

Shawty give a fuck bout no Gucci

Invest and get stacks!

Jesus is the only way, yo man dem just cap!

Fi fi fo how I want my gwap

Want my gwap Eight-Five maybe Eight foot Ten

It was big big risk in a Honda civ

Now I want big risk in a big black benz

Shoutout Teeway and man like M's

I could switch up my style just like Ben Ten

Alien ting cause I'm nun like them

I ain't fronting with them I ain't running with them

Not from New York, but a man got knicked

Was the night of a party a kid got cheffed

Hop in the whip and we dip and we left

Then the feds came thru and the place got swept

Next day, Youth is on CNN

Thank Jah cause it could've been me and my friend

Coulda got smoked like when mans get blem

Run up a block I could skip this gym

Ya, I keep it a thou

Put my money pon dat

I'm not like these rappers that really just cap

Asked my gyal if she's down for a three-way

Just me her and like all of these racks

Turn shawty on like re-runs on TV

Just know, I'm running it back

Used to be home watching MTV cribs

Like one day imma really have that

Yeah ok

Put my money pon dat

Mess with my fams bet ya man get slap

If my mans come thru

Bet ya mans step back

No tracksuit but ya mans on track

Rico charge I'm exploiting these youths

Cause they say they on this

They ain't really on dat

Do so much road till my wheels got flat

My money talk so ya man don't chat