GELATO .! lyrics

[Intro]
Welcome To Violet .!

[Chorus]
Bae chill, I'm recording
I was on the westside high as hell, ain’t sippin' codeine
Started going up now n*ggas thinking that they know me
Starting touching racks now n*ggas hands out like I owe them
n*ggas too bluff, you gotta show me
I was on the Eastside counting these racks up by my lonely
Playin' with sticks in the yard, 2 twin Glocks, Zack & Cody
My twin back home servin’ that dog food, high for the whole week

[Post-Chorus]
Pray he don't get caught anytime soon
Bad model b*tches off that white, Demi Lovato (Yeah, Aii)
Don't run up this Glock come fully auto (Too high)
b*tch I'm off that duttpack not gelato (Welcome To Violet .!)

[Verse]
n*ggas talk, b*tches talk
Monеy do the shoulder lean, baby comе and rock wit' me, yeah
Baby come and rock wit' me, yeah
Pockets celery this money greener, yeah
All these b*tches go, hoe come spend some time with me today
I see fine sh*t on my timeline I swipe up like I #needthat
Geotag say 305 so hoes back home wanna text me back
Cop a delta, fly her to me just so i can break her back, hell yeah
Back, hell yeah
b*tch don't blow my phone up, hoe relax, hell yeah
Please don't blow my high, I just relapsed, hell yeah
b*tch I’m out in LA blowin’ racks hell yeah (Woah, high .!)
[Chorus]
Bae chill, I'm recording
I was on the westside high as hell, ain’t sippin' codeine
Started going up now n*ggas thinking that they know me
Starting touching racks now n*ggas hands out like I owe them
n*ggas too bluff, you gotta show me
I was on the Eastside counting these racks up by my lonely
Playin' with sticks in the yard, 2 twin Glocks, Zack & Cody
My twin back home servin' that dog food, high for the whole week