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gelato - vaxfr lyrics

[verse 1 / chorus: vax]
yuh, yuh, yuh
b*tch i smoke gelato
paint his whole body red
huh, now that n*gga dead
huh, heard he wit the feds yah
filling him wit lead (yuh)
n*gga just cut to the chase
i might go bend with your b*tch like i’m “iayze”

st*stay with a choppa get hit in the face
he wanna run up he choosing his fate
i’m getting this money i know i’m okay, kay!
heard that your b*tch wanna lay
supercalifragic*expialidocious
i been popping pills and taking all the doses
heard he got a gun that n*gga never show it
crashing my whip then a n*gga gon’ tow it

1 bag, 1 bag, 2 h*e, 3 bands b*tch
huh, n*gga what’s flooded my wrist
shawty from france said she loving the kiss
shawty wanna have my kids
choppa gon hit that boy ribs (yuh, yuh)
i got the lean ima sip
shawty just said lemmе suck your d*ck
he wanna feat n*gga pay a bill
shawty so wet i think shе need some gills
hanging with npcs be for real
get me a cart n*gga cracking a seal (cap!)

[verse 2: treyy]
(we are the best!)
we on his head n*gga, no cap
got your h*e tryna sit on my lap
come get your girl back, i ain’t tryna tap

won’t make a fuss now
give a f*ck now
lose my stuff now
for the gas
i might have to talk down on your partner
cause he talking out of his ass
said that i want her, imma have her
race don’t matter if lil shawty bad
do this for myself, feelin like 5
i ain’t no son, n*gga i’m your dad
no auto? (yuh, yuh, yuh)
he in my wood (ayo?)
my blunt

bottom of the food chain, n*gga the runt
n*gga where you goin, why you tryna run
got this nicotine flarin, messin’ up my lungs
we raidin’ yo crib, n*gga where your funds
hoe beg for the work, n*gga get it done
field goal, nfl n*gga gettin punt

my n*ggas stay in that field, football
fangz dropped a 5 ball
double o, we came to brawl (halla)
lil n*gga my money tall (guala)
i’m a god in this sh*t, no val (halla)
i just might f*ck on your d*mn daughter
new thotty givin me brain (scholar)

laughin like vax, say ha*ha*ha
cj with the chop, blow his ma*ta*ta
you a chicken lil n*gga, get “popeye” fried
your casket ready n*gga, d*d*die (di*i*ieughh)
got white n’ black choppas n*gga, salt n’ pepper
you clonin evo, n*gga fssr
take her to class, b*tch i’m a professor
[verse 1 / chorus: vax]
yuh, yuh, yuh
b*tch i smoke gelato
paint his whole body red
huh, now that n*gga dead
huh, heard he wit the feds yah
filling him wit lead (yuh)
n*gga just cut to the chase
i might go bend with your b*tch like i’m “iayze”

st*stay with a choppa get hit in the face
he wanna run up he choosing his fate
i’m getting this money i know i’m okay, kay!
heard that your b*tch wanna lay

supercalifragic*expialidocious
i been popping pills and taking all the doses
heard he got a gun that n*gga never show it
crashing my whip then a n*gga gon’ tow it

1 bag, 1 bag, 2 h*e, 3 bands b*tch
huh, n*gga what’s flooded my wrist
shawty from france said she loving the kiss
shawty wanna have my kids
choppa gon hit that boy ribs (yuh, yuh)
i got the lean ima sip
shawty just said lemme suck your d*ck
he wanna feat n*gga pay a bill
shawty so wet i think she need some gills
hanging with npcs be for real
get me a cart n*gga cracking a seal (cap!)

- vaxfr lyrics

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