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[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cellâ
Broke her heart and I donât care
I got pretty bitches walking âround in their underwear
Bales of kush thatâs all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pair
They say he ainât playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldnât do noneâ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God donât like hate
I might send that boy to hell
[Verse 1]
Smoking on some shit that you canât get inside my ârari
With a Barbie, yeah he young, and he rich and retarded
Sitting at the house and that just turned into a party
Got some bitches and some molly want a beef and I donât squash it
Old rapper from the other side of town was hating so I fucked his baby mama now he sick, ya dig
In the club standing on top of shit and smoking gelato
Pouring up activis giving bitches gold bottles
Got a lot of scales, a lot of work
Lot of chains on, no shirt
Iâve been counting too much paper it got my hands hurtin'
Iâm in the backseat laughing at the haters close the curtains
[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cellâ
Broke her heart and I donât care
I got pretty bitches walking âround in their underwear
Bells of kush thatâs all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pair
They say he ainât playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldnât do noneâ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God donât like hate
I might send that boy to hell
[Verse 2]
I just left the bank, I do what you canât
I just drunk a paint, you should be ashamed
Your bitch gave me brain, in the turning lane
Heard you got a hit on me homie I hope theyâve got a good aim
I got on six chains, three big diamond rings
Trap nigga with a hundred mill later Iâll still be the same
All I do is smoke weed, Iâm covered up with double Gâs
The same room sold a hundred Pâs and had a threesome at the double G
[Hook]
I got gelato in the air
I got money everywhere
This bitch blowing up my cellâ
Broke her heart and I donât care
I got pretty bitches walking âround in their underwear
Bells of kush thatâs all I sell
I fuck bitches by the pair
They say he ainât playing fair
That boy that be fresh as hell
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldnât do noneâ but stare
I got gelato in the air
I got pistols everywhere
They say God donât like hate
I might send that boy to hell
- Album:
- Gelato
- King of Memphis
- Bosses & Shooters
- Rich Crack Baby
- High Class Street Music 5 (The Plug Best Friend) [Mixtape]
- 16 Zips
- Shitting On The Industry
- High Class Street Music 4 (American Gangster)
- Cross Country Trappin
- 16
- Zaytoven & Gucci Mane: Trap Kings Vol. 1
- Trap Nigga
- Compilation
- Get Paid - Single
- Shittin on the Industry
- Get Paid
- LeBron
- South Memphis Kingpin
- High Class Street Music 5: The Plug Best Friend
- Money Talks