Gelato Lyrics

I hit the shot for the game yea

We Gon go insane

We smoke gas propanee

And cash out by the bank yea

We was just tryna get some rank

Yea on E yea no tank

Taking a leap of faith yea

We want money wat u think

Growing up I wasn't a saint

But I always knew I'll b great

BH I come from the lake

MLK we was labeled as bums

We came up and got sum funds

And they ain't getting a crumb

Smoking exotic weed all day man

I swear I be killing my lungs

And I ain't telling no lie

I be high as the sky

If a Nîgga play with my guys

You know he got to die

I ain't giving no high fives

A Nîgga want beef he lied

I ain't even Gone lie y'all niggas Not top five

I put a Nîgga on fox five thinking He want to play got a one hundred round On this drac who Gone die today

Yea Hellcat red keys yo bitch Gone Get on her knees this bitch Want Some steakhouse But I Gave her Micky Ds yea Nîgga Please I can't Go out sad I put my Foot to the Jag Yea this shit real Fast remeber they use to laugh I Use to stutter in class she hit my Line All day saying she want to Last no Bitch you got to go cus I Ain't showing no hoe no Love I a

Ain't showing no more Remember we seen them folks at The Texaco but they ain't want No smoke they know I had that Pole

I hit the shot for the game yea

We Gon go insane

We smoke gas propanee

And cash out by the bank yea

We was just tryna get some rank

Yea on E yea no tank

Taking a leap of faith yea

We want money wat u think

Growing up I wasn't a saint

But I always knew I'll b great

BH I come from the lake

MLK we was labeled as bums

We came up and got sum funds

And they ain't getting a crumb

Smoking exotic weed all day man

I swear I be killing my lungs

Yea Yea I was down bad like a Bum being laughed at wasn't fun No cheese ain't have No funds yo Bitch got big buns you know I Smashed a ton when niggas see Me that run Yea I don't even need No gun I do this rap shit for fun Tryna catch the sun I hope you Don't try to run when all the Drama come and commas they Gone come when you Perfect Your craft I skipped the line with No pass remember they counted Me last yea Yea now I'm back in My bag my ex bitch I know she Mad that I got all this cash a Nîgga Play Imma spazz imma get On his ass imma hawk him down Like the flash imma get Him fast Yea yea swear I don't like to Repeat I'm running deals track Meet yea I got what You need got Fiens knocking at the door like It's trick or treat and I got the Green for the Low now come and Get a key

I hit the shot for the game yea

We Gon go insane

We smoke gas propanee

And cash out by the bank yea

We was just tryna get some rank

Yea on E yea no tank

Taking a leap of faith yea

We want money wat u think

Growing up I wasn't a saint

But I always knew I'll b great

BH I come from the lake

MLK we was labeled as bums

We came up and got sum funds

And they ain't getting a crumb

Smoking exotic weed all day man

I swear I be killing my lungs