Gelato

Lyrics

[Verse 1] Smoke a nigga like my life Grand Theft Auto Smoke  a nigga like a blunt of Gelato My  lil' bitch bad, she a model She want the Henny, she don't want Moscato She just want her some red bottoms She  walked in, she shaped like a Coke bottle Ass  fat, ride me like a Harley Shooters on the dirt bike, no Ducati [Chorus] "Who  want the smoke?" like I'm Cardi I'm off Percs, I don't fuck with the molly Them young niggas geekin' for a body Got my stick out when I leave the party FN  Five-seven, blue tip Blue strip hundreds, I'm chasing a blue check Independent, run it up, I got 'em upset Double R, grab a Bentley, sit it offset Diamonds VVS, no SI, faucet Drop the top on a Benz coupe and lost it Got a new bitch, she bougie and bossy Your bitch ain't shit, that pussy ain't even cost me Bitch, I'm on that rich shit Young nigga came up from hittin' them licks Your shooters need practice, bitch, we can't miss I might hop in the Rover, lane switch [Verse 2] Limo tinted, I'm in Miami I just landed on the brick like I'm Shaq Chanel on me when I'm fuckin' up Saks They think I'm Serena 'cause I got these racks Niggas tried slide, they had to double back Draco on me and 1D got the MAC Play with the gang, you get knocked off the map When she see me, I be dressed in all black No Buscemi, I'm locked in in the trap Pink bikini when I hit from the back Niggas ain't me, I'm everything they lack Glock and Balenciaga, they both matte Triple S, I'm steppin' on these niggas' necks Givenchy styles, I hoppin' on a jet Need an AP with the factory set PBG chain, might flood it with baguettes [Chorus] "Who want the smoke?" like I'm Cardi I'm off Percs, I don't fuck with the molly Them young niggas geekin' for a body Got my stick out when I leave the party FN Five-seven, blue tip Blue strip hundreds, I'm chasing a blue check Independent, run it up, I got 'em upset Double R, grab a Bentley, sit it offset Diamonds VVS, no SI, faucet Drop the top on a Benz coupe and lost it Got a new bitch, she bougie and bossy Your bitch ain't shit, that pussy ain't even cost me Bitch, I'm on that rich shit Young nigga came up from hittin' them licks Your shooters need practice, bitch, we can't miss I might hop in the Rover, lane switch