"Gallery" lyrics

Yeah
Nigga just
Left out the store
Dropped a twenty ball, nigga
Ayy
With a light twenty
What we doin'?
Yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy

Dropped a twenty ball in Gallery Department
Spent a nigga 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 nigga salary on garments, ayy
In the mansion, but we came from the apartments
Real drug dealer turned artist, yeah

Real drug dealer, not the fake one
Yeah, I sold real pills and fake ones
And my niggas, they some robbers, they'll take somethin'
If my bitch catch me cheatin', I'ma play dumb
But if I catch her cheatin', I'ma leave the bitch
I don't handcuff a ho, I just free the bitch
One thing I'll never do is need a bitch
I ain't never needed shit, 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 bitch to Colombia, you see the hips
Bought her two BBLs and it cost a brick

Dropped a twenty ball in Gallery Department
Spent a nigga 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 nigga salary on garments, ayy
In the mansion, but we came from the apartments
Real drug dealer turned artist, yeah

I got makeup stains on my Amiris
If you ain't a bad bitch, get from near me
I only fuck bad bitches, nigga, 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 nigga bitch, ooh, my mistake
Top notch bitches, they get flown up out of state
And I met her backstage, ooh, must be fate

Dropped a twenty ball in Gallery Department
Spent a nigga 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 nigga salary on garments, ayy
In the mansion, but we came from the apartments
Real drug dealer turned artist, yeah