Ayceeonethirty - Galick Gun Lyrics

Brand new cash
Colorado gas
Yu-Gi-Oh, we got the packs
F*ck a ho, I need the bags
Galick Gun, got the blast
Burnin tons like it's trash
Don't ever try to tell me when I've had enough
Bitch I don't care if you bad as f*ck

Tokin daily on that TAG glass
Said it, bet I meant it, yeah that's facts
Up-charge, that's the f*ckboy tax
No refunds no coins back
Lookin like Seth Rogen at the bag
This that purple wiggle, make ya nap
She get white lipped like Casper
Sayin Take me back home to the damn Casper
Just f*ckin off and still I be the Tony Hawk of all of this
Y'all been busy buyin all your bars off of novelists
Shit, only bars that I been buying'll probably kill me
I ain't trying to brag, been trying to feel things
When my girl walk through the door
She tend to make the whole room turn heads like damn
Ron Simmons shit, she like it when I spit the sickness
And she burnin down through the pounds with the fam
When yo girl walk through the door
Everybody stop dead, roll they eyes like shit
Everything was goin fine and now he had to kill the vibe
Comin over here and bringing this bitch
And I don't really give a f*ck
They been tryin to hit me up showin fake love
I done got real with this, say I switched up
And now I got my whole f*ckin life mixed up
F*ck that, twenty piece, got the nugs
Worley gon grind it down to dust
Drake level, keep a nonstop buzz
Told her that you probably wouldn't like me if I's off drugs
You ain't really worth any time, y'all be gone please
You ain't f*ckin bout no life like you wanna be
They only started comin round me cause they want clout now
I done made my own lane so they wanna pout now
Shit, they be lookin like we pulled up in a spaceship
Smell speak for itself, we don't say shit
Yeah they know it's Saturn Gang and the way we bout to throw it down
I just moved eight pounds by the bank downtown

Brand new cash
Colorado gas
Yu-Gi-Oh, we got the packs
F*ck a ho, I need the bags