GELATO 33 ft. Nintendo Deluxe Lyrics

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh

Hold on, yuh, aye

Bitch I'm feeling like d savage, I just wanna smoke gelato

And I'm making all this money, would've thought I hit the latto

And I know yo man is scared, when I hit him with this auto

It don't got a switch, bitch I never miss, bitch I always swish

I just hit, oh my god

I can't even fathom what I'm doing

Yuh

But I know what I'm doing

I'm just doing yo bitch, in the back of my whip

I cannot be stopped, bitch I'm like a crooked cop

I'm just running down the opps

Yeah you know I'm at the top

And you know I'll never flop

Every song I make a bop yuh

(Every song I make a bop)

I just finish in that bitch, then I kick her to the driveway

Spending hella money now, don't gotta wait til Friday

You a broke ass bum, always waiting on yo pay day

I can spend money when I want

Bitch yo cousin is not gang, bitch why you always front?

And I'm hitting from the back, no I do not like the front

Man yo pieces is not hitting you can't even make a dollar

And my bitch giving good head you would think she was a scholar yuh

Young nigga like me just walked in with a bag

So much money in my pockets, I think my jeans yeah they finna sag

Wipe out this yak stain on my shoes, with a Louis V bandana

Nigga I don't need a rag

A ugly bitch just text me, and a nigga like me finna lag

Ion celebrate pride month or nun, bitch I'm not a fag

In the trap I got the runtz, and I got percs

Nigga I got the stash

Hop in that SRT, I be dustin' niggas, like I was the flash

Tryna sign into a deal with a hundred G's

Nigga gimme the cash

Bitch, bitch

Gimme the cash