Gelato
Hot sauce? Really? I want some fucking ice cream
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
(Don't fucking do it Sumit, don't you fucking do it)
Touch down, hop out, new car, racing
I got shit to do, got no time for waiting
I just talked to God, he told me Sumit just be patient
So I called up boo, and she like 'Sumit, you amazing'
Yea, hold up wait a minute I just hit the lotto
Fuck it, boy we balled, she know that's the motto
If we getting lit, then pour me some Moscato
And if we drinking to my wins, then bitch just pass me the whole bottle
Yea, she coming over, and over, and over and over
I ain't even save her number she gon' act like I know her
She talk that talk, got that guap,
Wanna ride but she can walk
No she ain't a producer but she still hit that molly raw
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up) then bitch just, leave
Uh, making all this music we could make a movie too
Coming through cuz thats the mood and I eat (Uh) like its food
They wan' tell me where to go, they ain't been up in my shoes
Used to call me overrated, now they call and I'm on snooze
And girl like the movie, she coming soon
She call me (Papi) they call me (Soom)
She heard Cholula, so she know I'm saucy
I'm dripping like faucet when I'm in the room
Yea, living everyday like it's my motherfucking birthday,
Sumit, you the worst (Yea, fuck you Sumit)
Bitch, you wanna chirp, then you can
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up), then bitch just, leave
I don't like heights, at the top it's scary
Been popping off, pop like a cherry
They been looking for me like it's Tom and Jerry
When they finally see me it's just stop and staring
They just nowhere near me, it's not voluntary
And she really want me, that is well apparent
Had to tell her 'Stop'
(Why you stop?)
Cuz I'm married, to my fucking music
Got a ring I wear it
Staying healthy on me, it got hella karats
Yea I eat my veggies, I got hella green
Put another beat up in the cemetery
Got the recipe, told em rest in peace
Know I'm playing chess, when they checking me
All this clout has been coming with enemies
Swear that they talking bout ending me
Stoopid!
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up) then bitch just, leave
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
(Don't fucking do it Sumit, don't you fucking do it)
Touch down, hop out, new car, racing
I got shit to do, got no time for waiting
I just talked to God, he told me Sumit just be patient
So I called up boo, and she like 'Sumit, you amazing'
Yea, hold up wait a minute I just hit the lotto
Fuck it, boy we balled, she know that's the motto
If we getting lit, then pour me some Moscato
And if we drinking to my wins, then bitch just pass me the whole bottle
Yea, she coming over, and over, and over and over
I ain't even save her number she gon' act like I know her
She talk that talk, got that guap,
Wanna ride but she can walk
No she ain't a producer but she still hit that molly raw
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up) then bitch just, leave
Uh, making all this music we could make a movie too
Coming through cuz thats the mood and I eat (Uh) like its food
They wan' tell me where to go, they ain't been up in my shoes
Used to call me overrated, now they call and I'm on snooze
And girl like the movie, she coming soon
She call me (Papi) they call me (Soom)
She heard Cholula, so she know I'm saucy
I'm dripping like faucet when I'm in the room
Yea, living everyday like it's my motherfucking birthday,
Sumit, you the worst (Yea, fuck you Sumit)
Bitch, you wanna chirp, then you can
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up), then bitch just, leave
I don't like heights, at the top it's scary
Been popping off, pop like a cherry
They been looking for me like it's Tom and Jerry
When they finally see me it's just stop and staring
They just nowhere near me, it's not voluntary
And she really want me, that is well apparent
Had to tell her 'Stop'
(Why you stop?)
Cuz I'm married, to my fucking music
Got a ring I wear it
Staying healthy on me, it got hella karats
Yea I eat my veggies, I got hella green
Put another beat up in the cemetery
Got the recipe, told em rest in peace
Know I'm playing chess, when they checking me
All this clout has been coming with enemies
Swear that they talking bout ending me
Stoopid!
Go, Go, Go, Fuck it up, Sheesh
Go, Goin, Stupid, On these, beats
I don't, miss I'm, 3 for, 3
If you ain't here to (Fuck it up) then bitch just, leave
Credits
Writer(s): Sumit Chandra
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