​galore by ​heroinsick Lyrics

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Hit my phone, ain't 'bout them racks, which I ignore (I ignore)
We got price on price on prices,

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Credits, Cast & Crew of Song “​galore”

• Produced: Maru48k, Smash29k
• Written: ​heroinsick
• Release Date: February 19, 2022

Perfect Lyrics of the Song “​galore” Released in 2022

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[Chorus]

Hit my phone, ain't 'bout them racks, which I ignore (I ignore)
We got price on price on prices,

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galore
You ain't finna catch me pouring like some four
Hop in that jet, I'm in the clouds, yeah, we gon' soar (We gon' soar)
Where you at? Yeah, I been knocking at yo' door
We gon' slide down, shoot like Harden on the court
I got so much money, no, I can't be poor
When we double back up on his block, he meet the Lord

[Verse]

She ain't ever met nobody that do it like me
My choppa shoot heat, that shit so hot, thousand degrees
He wan' talk that shit, I put his ass on the TV
Shе gon' come and kick it, she hope that shе never leave
Hop up on

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take a trip

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take some flicks

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I think I can fix

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pack into a brick

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smoking is mid
Throw that pack up in the air, yeah, I feel like I'm Michael Vick (Yeah)
Bitch, I sip too much, I don't think I can get sick
Choppa make him disappear, choppa do a magic trick
Choppa finna make him float
Swear my shooter know judo
I can spend a little bag up on you, baby, we so close
Bitch, I walk up in the mall, spend, 'bout four figures on clothes

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wipe his nose

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his ligaments

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say you did

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many glicks

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[Chorus]

Hit my phone, ain't 'bout them racks, which I ignore (I ignore)
We got price on price on prices,

[?]

galore
You ain't finna catch me pouring like some four
Hop in that jet, I'm in the clouds, yeah, we gon' soar (We gon' soar)
Where you at? Yeah, I been knocking at yo' door
We gon' slide down, shoot like Harden on the court
I got so much money, no, I can't be poor
When we double back up on his block, he meet the Lord