GD Galaxy
 作词 : 2EZ/Kentrell Gaulden/Benjamin Saint Fort
 作曲 : 2EZ/Kentrell Gaulden/Benjamin Saint Fort
[Intro]
(Wake up, F1LTHY)

[Chorus]
Woah, hey (Woah)
Bitch I came from space
Bitch I'm born in space
Bitch I need some space
I was on the Wockhardt, I'll pour out the bottle
All these bitches wanna know 'bout Nevada
They was talkin' 'bout I fell off but I'm ballin'
All these bitches just wan' live in my coffin
Top baby, Top
I just got a brand new Jag'
I just got a brand new ink, huh
I want a brand new Double R, nigga ain’t rich like me
Pussy ass nigga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pussy ass nigga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was totin’ them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil' Shawty wan' come over get busy with me
I been rollin' and rollin' she know what I need

[Verse]
I got straps inside this mother****er, hold up, woah
I got packs in my backpack on side of my cutter
Get your ass whacked inside this mother****er, nigga, baow
I don't wanna **** tonight I'm missing grandmother (Ouu, ouu)
Ouu, huh, got these youngins sticked up, and they'll leave ya dead boy (Ouu, ouu)
I got these youngins sticked up they'll hit y'all in ya head boy
Ridin' 'round in them big trucks, ridin' 'round in G-Wagon
I ain’t never joined them, nigga stop that cappin', let's do it (Let's do it)
Yeah
Bae gon' **** on me (Yeah, yeah), they will never be (Woah)
Bae wan' live with me (Let do it), yeah, yeah
Let do it
But I'll be alright baby, as soon as I call (Pew)
Let 'em play with Lil Top baby, I'll knock they ass off, huh
Lit inside this bitch and I ain’t doin' one thing for clout
Hol' up, hol' up, hol' up, hol' up
I’m with that shit my nigga
**** that, **** that, **** that
I’m with that shit my nigga
Hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up, hol’ up
I’m with that shit young nigga
I don’t care about that trippin’, lil nigga can get it
Catch 'em and I buy what I wanna
Nigga check how I kick it
That drank when I get, it sip it, got a bitch from the bottom
Hit that bitch with yougins with switches
They catch you slippin', hit it, callin' your honor
Mother**** every case I’m just ready to beat it
Nigga I got too much money

[Chorus]
Woah, hey (Woah)
Bitch I came from space
Bitch I’m born in space
Bitch I need some space
I was on the wock hard I pour up the bottle
All these bitches wanna know ‘bout Nevada
They was talkin’ ‘bout I fell off but I’m ballin’
All these bitches just wan’ live in my coffin (Lil Top baby, Top)
I just got a brand new Jag
I just got a brand new ink
I wanna brand new Double R, nigga ain’t rich like me
Pussy ass nigga I want that boy
Got his whole clique extinct
Pussy ass nigga I don’t like you boys
I kill you inside the streets
Me and Baba was totin’ them straps and post at Busy B
Now lil’ shawty wan’ come over get busy with me
I be rollin’ and rollin’ she know what I need