XXL Freshman Freestyle: GELO

Lyrics
[Verse] Keep your motherfuckin' mouth zipped up and fuck them podcasts It's rainin' bullets on any given day, that's the broadcast I guess I'm okay, yeah, I'm just bein' modest And nothin' goin' your way, but you still feel that I'm the oddest And, nigga, tap in, why you hatin' on a young bull? Mad 'cause your life feelin' empty, bitch boy, my pockets full Niggas yappin' all damn day, I'm straight, I play it cool Get up in my face, act like it's love, but I ain't a fool Talkin' tough online, in real life, you beggin' for some food Your ho see me and start to drool, look like she want 3, not you Niggas get to tweakin' past 2, I'm out here with my tool Actin' like the one, leave you with nothin', then ask you how you doin' But I ain't ask you for advice, get off my dick now Money be my vice, now look, a nigga rich now Niggas tryna fight, wake up, we all got sticks now Be droppin' dimes in crunch time, bitch, you get picked off
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- GELO