Gelato歌词

I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This ******* blowing up my cell
Broke her heart and I don't care
I got pretty ******* walking 'round in their underwear
Bells of kush that's all I sell
I ******* ******* by the pearl
They say he ain't playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this ******* ice all on me that ******* couldn't do none' but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don't like hate
I might send that boy to hell
Smoking on some *******t that you can't get inside my 'rari
With a Barbie, yeah he young, and he rich and retarded
Sitting at the house and that just turned into a party
Got some ******* and some molly want a beef and I don't squash it
Old rapper from the other side of town was hating
So I ****** his baby mama now he sick, you dig
In the club standing on top of *******t and smoking gelato
Pouring up activist giving ******* gold bottles
Got a lot of scales, a lot of work
Lot of chains on, no *******rt
I've been counting too much paper it got my hands hurt
I'm in the backseat laughing at the haters close the curtains
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This ******* blowing up my cell
Broke her heart and I don't care
I got pretty ******* walking 'round in their underwear
Bells of kush that's all I sell
I ******* ******* by the pearl
They say he ain't playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this ******* ice all on me that ******* couldn't do none' but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don't like hate
I might send that boy to hell
I just left the bank, I do what you can't
I just drunk a paint, you should be ashamed
Your ******* gave me brain, in eternally
Heard you got a hit on me homie I hope they've got a good aim, *******
I got on six chains, three big diamond rings
Trap ******* with a hundred mill later I'll still be the same
All I do is smoke *******, I'm covered up with double G's
The same room sold a hundred P's and had a threesome at the double G
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This ******* blowing up my cell
Broke her heart and I don't care
I got pretty ******* walking 'round in their underwear
Bells of kush that's all I sell
I ******* ******* by the pearl
They say he ain't playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this ******* ice all on me that ******* couldn't do none' but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God don't like hate
I might send that boy to hell