Gelato (feat. LUCKY & SHINE)

March!
(Oooh, that's hard!)
Woo, woo
Uhh
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!

Getting these bands is like a sport
Keep running it up (Brrrtt)
Thumb through it and do it again (Do it)
Maybach Benz's doing the M's (What?)
Started off poor but we rich in the end (Huh?)
She only talk guapanese
Count up the yen (Huh?)
Showed her the bag then I fucked all her friends (What?)
He couldn't re up
I couldn't relate (Let's Go!)
When talking to bag just cut to the chase (Woo!)

Bottles of '42 this ain't Milagro
Riding so dirty (Let's Go!), I'm driving through potholes
Lord will I make it?(Woo!)
Only would God know (Fly!)
Shorty butt naked smoking gelato (Whooo!)

Pray for my undertaking
I been so impatient on the verge of greatness (Bow!)
Spending my dollars at Louis Vuitton
Virgil, I'm paying my homage (That's right!)

The jealousy, hate, the gossip (Rrrr')
Bitches coming over taking shit out of my closet
Fendi fanatic just turnt to a monster (Fly!)
I was her sponsor (Yeah! Yeah!)
When I shoot, he won't be responding (Ay!)
Withdrawals then the deposit (Boom!)
She dropped her drawers for her sponsor (Woooo!)
I break down her walls this for Sparta (Wooo!)

No cap, we know you ain't having shit (Nah!)
Got cash, I'm living real lavishly (Yeah! Yeah!)
She bad, look like a athlete
I brag 'cus this bag, why you mad at me? (Yeah!)

Getting these bands is like a sport
Keep running it up (Brrrtt)
Thumb through it and do it again (Do it)
Maybach Benz's doing the M's (What?)
Started off poor but we rich in the end (Huh?)
She only talk guapanese
Count up the yen (Huh?)
Showed her the bag then I fucked all her friends (What?)
He couldn't re up
I couldn't relate (Let's Go!)
When talking to bag just cut to the chase

'42 bottle this ain't no Milagro
Gotta lil bitch and she look like Mulatto
Keep a few hitters that'll jump out the Tahoe
Spin a few blocks then we trip out to Cabo
Double M Benz and you know its the latest (Late)
Done with the hating and done with the basics (Know that)
We want it now and I'm done with the waiting (Word)
I'm getting impatient
I'm cocky and dangerous (Uh huh)
We just got word from the street that he telling (Swerve)
We get the work from Lil Zar and then mail it (Yahh!)
Had to go cut niggas off 'cus they jealous (Yah!)
I move with stars n the march yeah they careless (Ha!)
Hottest Niggas really up in the city (City!)
We had to show 'em the power like Fifty (Fifty!)
Heart on my sleeve and of course it was Comme (Comme!)
We don't show no love
We string 'em along

(Yeah!)

Getting these bands is like a sport
Keep running it up (Brrrtt)
Thumb through it and do it again (Do it)
Maybach Benz's doing the M's (What?)
Started off poor but we rich in the end (Huh?)
She only talk guapanese
Count up the yen (Huh?)
Showed her the bag then I fucked all her friends (What?)
He couldn't re up
I couldn't relate (Let's Go!)
When talking to bag just cut to the chase (Woo!)



Credits
Writer(s): Gregory Rostran
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