Gelato

Gelato, gelato, gelato
I get to the bottom of shit like a bottle
I drown in my sorrow
I turn to a horror
I get to the corner
I get to go slaughter
You goner
Pick you apart from the collar
Beg me to stop, what's your offer
Take it all like I'm a robber
Show you no mercy, no honor
Finding the body get warmer, warmer
Gelato, gelato, gelato
I get to the bottom of shit like a bottle
I drown in my sorrow
I turn to a horror
I get to the corner
I get to go slaughter
You goner
Pick you apart from the collar
Beg me to stop, what's your offer
Take it all like I'm a robber
Show you no mercy, no honor
Finding the body get warmer, warmer

Warmer, warmer, warm up
Tryna' bust a nut like a walnut
Hold up
Chilling in the cut with a rolled up
Holed up
When I get out I'm a go nuts
Gonads, go lads
Go loopy like donuts
Eyes droopy now sight is a bonus
Feeling like a god or a Cronus
Wu-Tang Style for the Zeus, try dethrone us, clone us
No full cream for the team with the pipe dream
'Til the boot seam on the neck of the bloodstream of the enemy
So it's full steam, til we get to eat like it's poutine
My Team Supreme
New World Order every corner of the Earth
I got blisters on my thumb from all the smoke that I done burnt
I don't fuck with other rappers since I understood my worth
Try to catch me, close your chapter, put your ass up in a hearse
I been snapping like a chiropractor ever since my birth
Call me Jack cause I'm a master of the latter and the first
Call the pastor, I'm a factor that is larger than the Earth
Watch them scatter as I answer with a clip and let it burst

Gelato, gelato, gelato
I get to the bottom of shit like a bottle
I drown in my sorrow
I turn to a horror
I get to the corner
I get to go slaughter
You goner
Pick you apart from the collar
Beg me to stop, what's your offer
Take it all like I'm a robber
Show you no mercy, no honor
Finding the body get warmer, warmer



Credits
Writer(s): Clark Millman
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