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.
They're like "Dude bro, whered you get those?
"Who knows they were shipped hoe.
I'm gigabytin you a blip bro,
I got pics of ya girl I could print those.
But I probably wouldn't 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 I've seen him in a movie like Hugh Jack.
Ay man cool hat, and ya shoes match,
did you do that on purpose?
I'm about to knuckle up and then fuck shit up and ima
do it all while I'mShirtless.
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 workIn.You best respect the man who put time
in, yup yeah it's all about time in.
This molly got me straight gliding over a mountain
top so I'm flying.You tryin to shoot for the stars?
Well I am the target and you're clearly not a marksman
because I'm stillGoing 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 soccerTeams.
And I'm sipping on some vodka teaSwitched it up like
a remix.Picking up some bud probably,
Blue dream and you know I'm still leaning.
That's shout out to Juicy J,
Too many swisher sweets I got tooth decayWhos to blame?
I aint used to fame.I thought you said you were too
true to change.Too true to change,
too true to changeNever hit me up,
you're too cool to hangJust doin thangs,
just doin thangsYou never hit me up, you're too cool to hang.