GALA.歌词

Shooting all my shot I hit it out like cannonball，
I might look a little tipsy got me on some edible，
我的发 my God Money money mo，
20 30 40 50 Body counting Now I gotta put em on the cutter put em in the gutter，
Ripping out the bone outta his body doom on his body，
Illuminati brain man I can’t be tamed，
Whisper in ur ear go Tingling up a little all my hits are animal，
Feeling so fine Like a dime piece，
My narcissistic overloaded high peak，
Times go by Not on ur league，
I’m either way too hot to u or I’m a real geek，
Wait a minute hold it up Lemme start it up，
Youngin be the wildest pour a bottle Beat em beat em up，
Finna turn the ceiling up turn the city up，
Everybody Pour a bottle Beat the bottom Let me hit the Armageddon，
20 30 40 50 Body counting Now I gotta，
20 30 40 50 Body counting Now I gotta，
20 30 40 50 Body counting Now I gotta Put em on the cutter put em in the gutter，
Drop my top all black that’s a mustang，
All my bread sound the same go Ka Ching，
I maintain manifest go stunning，
Yadi yadi yadi yadi yadi yadi wow，
Drop my top all black that’s a mustang，
All my bread sound the same go Ka Ching，
I maintain manifest go stunning，
Yadi yadi yadi yadi yadi yadi wow。