41

Yea yea yea
Oh yea yea yea

This money been driving me crazy
I'm having dreams of Mercedes
Never put trust in a lady
I'm trusting my glock Ain't no safety
I got my check up like a patient
Swear I been losing my patience
I won't let dat hating shit faze me
Yea

I'm smoking gelato 41
Exotic smoke in my lungs
Imma don saint Laurent
Wit a whole lot of guns
We be winning number 1
We be killing shit for fun
We be chasing all this money
And my trap really jumping
I'm smoking gelato 41
Exotic smoke in my lungs
Imma don saint Laurent
Wit a whole lot of guns
We be winning number 1
We be killing shit for fun
We be chasing all this money
And my trap really jumping

Got all this smoke in my lungs
Got gas from California
Ion wanna hit your blunt
Nigga what you smoking on
My niggas savage 21
Got the choppa wit the drum
Got the choppa wit the scope
You can never Eva run
I'm wit the gang and they kno it
Ain't playin wit no hoe
My gang ready blow it
Bullet holes thru your clothes
They keep knocking at the door
My trap never closed
Got the plug on the phone
Bout to go and get some more
Good damn just got some gelato
Just rolled up a blunt and it's goin take me higher
Ain't smoking the same man that nigga a liar
Dat nigga deserve to be fired
I hide the dope in the tire
Been trapping all day yea I'm tired
I'm selling and you just a buyer
Dat pressure we keep on applying

I'm smoking gelato 41
Exotic smoke in my lungs
Imma don saint Laurent
Wit a whole lot of guns
We be winning number 1
We be killing shit for fun
We be chasing all the money
And my trap really jumping
I'm smoking gelato 41
Exotic smoke in my lungs
Imma don saint Laurent
Wit a whole lot of guns
We be winning number 1
We be killing shit for fun
We be chasing all the money
And my trap really jumping



Credits
Writer(s): Ronald Tibbs
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