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Tye Dye Rhymes - Galactica Lyrics

Chorus:
We gon get it all, Fuck it if they mad at us.
In my zone blowin O's feelin so miraculous.
Bitch we bout to get high, Galactica.
Verse 1:
Bitch we bout to get high, bitch we bout to get stoned.
Teezy he done been rhymin, used to write flows in his flip phone.
Theyre like "Dude bro, whered you get those?"
Who knows they were shipped hoe.
Im gigabytin you a blip bro, i got pics of ya girl i could print those.
But i probably wouldnt do that, that shit would be too wack.
Whit Houston flow she blew that, a little too soon? Oh true that.
I knew that, could of used that, So i drew back and then threw stacks.
They like who that, does that dude rap?
I think Ive seen him in a movie like Hugh Jack.
Ay man cool hat, and ya shoes match, did you do that on purpose?
Im about to knuckle up and then fuck shit up and ima do it all while im shirtless.
I aint burning up but my purp is, tell a hoe to close them curtains.
bout to get hella drunk for certain, you best respect the man who put work in.
you best respect the man who put time in, yup yeah its all about time in.
This molly got me straight gliding over a mountain top so im flying.
you tryin to shoot for the stars?
well i am the target and youre clearly not a marksman because im still going hard man.
Chorus:
We gon get it all, Fuck it if they mad at us.
In my zone blowin O's feelin so miraculous.
Bitch we bout to get high, Galactica.
Verse 2:
Pause, now drop the beat.
The vicinity is gon flock to me.
you tryna topple me, you aint toppin me because i got fans just like soccer teams.
and im sipping on some vodka tea
switched it up like a remix.
picking up some bud probably,
blue dream and you know im still leaning.
thats shout out to Juicy J,
too many swisher sweets i got tooth decay
whos to blame? i aint used to fame.
i thought you said you were too true to change.
too true to change, too true to change
never hit me up, youre too cool to hang
just doin thangs, just doin thangs
you never hit me up, youre too cool to hang.



Tye Dye Rhymes lyrics