Galore Powers Pleasant (Ft. DC The Don)

[Intro]
Ooh-ooh
Yeah, yeah (Ooh)
Hold on, hold on, hold on

[Chorus]
Pull up, hmm (Ooh)
I'm in LA for the week, I'm splurgin'
I ain't mean to go fuck on that ho, girl, I'm sorry (Yeah)
She think that I did it on purpose
Me and all of my niggas skrrt off in Ferrari
I stomp on the gas and she nervous (Yeah)
How the fuck could you think I've been down?
I've been chillin', lil' bitch, I've been up, I ain't hurtin'
Huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh, huh
How she tell me she feel like a burden, huh? (Ooh)
All of that shit I've been doin', just please let me know if it's worth it
I ain't tryna be wastin' my time, just let me know if it's certain (Yeah)

[Verse]
Catchin' feelings, I feel I'm allergic, fuck (Yeah)
Walk in the back with my bitch and I'm flooded out
PSA, I'm in this bitch like a lick, so I might as well walk in this ho with my cutter out
TSA, I'm runnin' late to my show, got thеse diamonds on me, all my time keep on runnin' out (Yеah)
That's why I stay out the motherfuckin' mix, they be talkin' too much and my patience be runnin' out (Niggas be talkin')
Yeah, I told you my lifestyle, I notice you runnin' now (Ooh)
Huh-huh, that's why I post up with my niggas (That's why I post up with my—)
I got some niggas that's doin' some time, I can't wait till they free all my niggas, yeah (Free all my niggas)
We at the Dover Street Market with bags, lil' ho, I just keep gettin' richer (Bag)
I just got a bag I'ma blow with my niggas (Bag)
Just got a bag I'ma blow with my niggas (Bag, brr, bag)