GALLERY DEPT. lyrics

[Intro: KrispyLife Kidd]
(E— E— Enrgy made this one)
Throwing a surround sound
Look

[Verse 1: KrispyLife Kidd]
Every thing that I shoot come with a loud sound
Every clip that I load come with surround sound
I've been going crazy through this b*tch I gotta calm down
My di*k kind of little so it ain't no pound town
Turn over on your back b*tch I like missionary
Mike seen this sh*t before it happened he a visionary
Finally seen my b*tch all natural this sh*t getting scary
If I like the pus*y more than you, then me and the twat getting married

[Verse 2: RMC Mike]
Teenage mutant ninja turtle I'm Michelangelo
Like the studio north Sag, I got the antidote
Spin the benz- walk his ass down with a calico
b*tch pus*y popping out her shorts she got a cameltoe
I like a nasty whore
If you knew thе truth already what you ask me for?
Qualitest in thе small pop this a nasty four
Only if you got Act' poured up you can pass me more
Just stay down cause if you get back up your getting your ass beat more
[Verse 3: KrispyLife Kidd]
Damn
I just f*cked a b*tch for a, for a buck twenty
Huh, thats a hundred twenty dollars
Scratched off in the demon thats a, hundred twenty thousand
Bet with us like like this FanDuel and win a hundred thousand
Every time one of yours die that's another thousand
My fiend want another slice I had him meet me at Hungry Howie's
If you wanna buy some jays right now meet me up at Johnny's

[Verse 4: RMC Mike]
High as hell walking through the mall tryna punch somebody
Left my cup in the car with Ri and he drunk it probably
Coochie man a horny motherf*cker tryna hump somebody
In the club with steel-toe boots tryna stomp somebody
Screaming ball game
PLR small as hell but shoot a large flame
She ain't give that pus*y up she playing the hard game
Shot a n*gga Chally up made his car change
I just f*cked my b*tch auntie had a heart change
I'm finna stir some sh*t up like a parfait
b*tch like to play games she need a arcade
I just took off on the state we in a car chase

[Verse 5: KrispyLife Kidd]
Ay Mike
f*ck this rap sh*t, let's go and get a face tat
n*ggas fashion different, I spent four hundred for this Pape hat
f*ck that jit c'mon give me my pape back
I ain't pull enough hoes, so I gotta run the Bape back
I stay on some junkie sh*t like Matilda daddy
I lost my freaky b*tch number but I had the addy
I want to fight the opps but we too deep my n*gga had to grab me
[?] a stuffer a white b*tch "have you ever had a Ashely?"