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"Galactica" lyrics by TYE DYE RHYMES
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[Hook: Tye Dye Rhymes]
We gon get it all, Fuck it if they mad at us
In my zone blowing O's feeling so miraculous
Bitch we bout to get high, Galactica

[Verse 1: Tye Dye Rhymes]
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 ho
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 I'm a do it all while I'm shirtless
I ain't burning up but my purp is, tell a ho to close them curtains
Bout to get hella drunk for certain, you best respect the man who put work in
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 still going hard man

[Hook 2: Tye Dye Rhymes]
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: Tye Dye Rhymes]
Pause, now drop the beat
The vicinity is gon flock to me
You tryna topple me, you ain't toppin me because I got fans just like soccer teams
And I'm sipping on some vodka tea
Switched 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 decay
Whos to blame? I ain't 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, you're too cool to hang
Just doin thangs, just doin thangs
You never hit me up, you're too cool to hang

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