Bubble Gum Gelato lyrics

[Intro]
(Enrgy made this one)
Damn

[Verse]
Bubble Gum Gelato, I just stuffed it in a Backwood
These n*ggas really ain't street, they just act hood
I be ducked off, probably somewhere in the backwoods
I just rolled a dookie, I'ma fire up a fat 'Wood
Okay, the Wock' alright, but the Act' good
Ridin' with a mini-Draco with the black wood
I might throw a Coochie Land party at Atwood
(Oh, you talkin' 'bout the stadium in Flint, Michigan? Alright, okay)
I might hit a n*gga mama like your dad would
I just hit your step mama like your dad would
n*gga said I can't come to his city, that's my man's hood
I be out there every other day with my pants full
Eighty thousand dollars in my pocket, I just popped a button
Told bro this sh*t on the floor, I just dropped a hundred
Hundred thousand dollars all hundreds, that's a lot of— nah
That's a lil' knot
When you heard his heartbeat stop, that's a lil' drop
I just served my fiend some cut dope, that's a lil' drop
I be ridin' 'round with four guns, that's a lil' hot
Ashy-ass ankles on your leg, you got little socks
I just put the cooler on the, yeah, it's a little hot
If your daddy told on somebody, you a Mickey Mouse
Flexin' with that little-ass crib, that's a little house
Bad b*tch give me head with little lips, she got mini mouth
Big-ass bag on the floor, what the f*ck in it?
I'ma stack all my rap money, I'm like f*ck spendin'
Why you didn't graduate high school? 'Cause I don't listen
Why you shootin' with your eyes closed? 'Cause I don't miss it
b*tch, don't speak when I'm talkin', tell my ho listen
I was finna pop this n*gga up, but my ho did it
I just cooked up a new batch in my old kitchen
I just had to turn my phone off, all my hoes trippin'
Told bro turn the volume up, this sh*t hard as hell
Gotta get my yeah rock solid, this b*tch hard as hell
Dumb-ass b*tch give me brain, this b*tch smart as hell
Damn