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gallery - ohgeesy lyrics

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[intro]
yeah
n*gga just
left out the store
dropped a twenty ball, n*gga
ayy
with a light twenty
what we doin’?
yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy

[chorus]
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yeah
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yеah
[verse 1]
real drug dealer, not thе fake one
yeah, i sold real pills and fake ones
and my n*ggas, they some robbers, they’ll take somethin’
if my b*tch catch me cheatin’, i’ma play dumb
but if i catch her cheatin’, i’ma leave the b*tch
i don’t handcuff a ho, i just free the b*tch
one thing i’ll never do is need a b*tch
i ain’t never needed sh*t, but i need a brick
ayy, thousand dollars sweatpants, you see the drip
and it came straight from gallery, you see the stitch
sent my b*tch to colombia, you see the hips
bought her two bbls and it cost a brick

[chorus]
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yeah
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yeah

[verse 2]
i got makeup stains on my amiris
if you ain’t a bad b*tch, get from near me
i only f*ck bad b*tches, n*gga, clearly
what i make in a month, you make yearly
ayy, what you make in a month, i make a day
got a double amg truck, we filled it up with k’s
got a room at the double tree, we trappin’ all day
got the trap house like mcdonald’s, servin’ all j’s
white, black, asian, i don’t discriminate
if you fine with a fat ass, might take you on a date
if you don’t got an ass, then you gotta have a face
gotta look like a model with an itty bitty waist
don’t ever think you locked in, you get replaced
i just hit a n*gga b*tch, ooh, my mistake
top notch b*tches, they get flown up out of state
and i met her backstage, ooh, must be fate
[chorus]
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yeah
dropped a twenty ball in gallery department
spent a n*gga salary on garments, ayy
in the mansion, but we came from the apartments
real drug dealer turned artist, yeah

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