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prxsm - gelato lyrics

[intro]
yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah, yeah)

[chorus]
from am to pm, we poppin’ a bottle (bottles!)
bad b+tch on me and she look like mulatto (mulatto!)
i been on my grind, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout otto (otto!)
my wrist on froze, i ain’t talkin’ gelato
runnin’ it up got me feelin’ like pablo (pablo!)

[verse 1: prxsm]
hold up, wait, d+mn!
ain’t gotta say it, i know i’m the sh+t! (gahd+mn)
what’s a king to a god? (yeah) money talk, that’s a conversation (woah, woah)
what’s a circle to a mob? (yeah!) same road, different destination
pull up any minute, black range all tinted
doubled my scale and then doubled my digits
hop up in the coupe, oops i dropped the roof
slide me the addy, you know that i’m with it (yeah, yeah)
ain’t gotta say it, i know i’m the man (thе man!)
i got the whole world in the palm of my hands (my hands!)
i do what i want, b+tch you do what you can (can!)
sp+cеship spliff, now i’m stuck in a trance (say what?!)
two+tone the patek, i swap out the wrists
vip club, and we top of the list
lethal weapon how we standing on biz (standin’ on biz!)
chrome on the caddy, we slide through the mist
yeah, yeah
my diamonds dancing, do the renegade
we sip bacardi like it’s lemonade
super soaker how i let it spray
i’m too saucy, huh?
double dutch you can’t cross me, nah
different tiers, check the commas, huh
you a fraud boy, please stop talkin’ tough
nah, nah, nah, nah
[chorus]
from am to pm, we poppin’ a bottle (bottles!)
bad b+tch on me and she look like mulatto (mulatto!)
i been on my grind, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout otto (otto)
my wrist on froze, i ain’t talkin’ gelato (gelato!)
runnin’ it up got me feelin’ like pablo (pablo!)
spin the whole block in that big body tahoe
my touch is midas, i just hit the+ (ugh)
from am to pm, we poppin’ a bottle (bottles!)
bad b+tch on me and she look like mulatto (mulatto!)
i been on my grind, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout otto (otto!)
my wrist on froze, i ain’t talkin’ gelato (gelato!)
runnin’ it up got me feelin’ like pablo (pablo!)
spin the whole block in that big body tahoe
my touch is midas, i just hit the lotto!

[verse 2: pvul]
(i love you pvul)
i want a b+tch from miami
that b+tch look old like a granny
f+cking her friends but friendly
she want this, she want that
i can not trust her if she not bad
i give her feelings, just in her head
i give her feelings, just in the, just in the bed
spent hunnid on this, spend hunnid on that
b+tch i´m a demon, yeah i’m superbad
pull up a molly and f+ck on my friends
she want gelato, i don´t think she want sylatto
i just finna pop my sh+t, i just finna rock my sh+t
i just wanna f+ck that b+tch
she wanna f+ck me back cause she know that i´m rich
yeah, yeah
yeah, i got it, spent 50k and still got it
run up on me and i guard it
you think you´re special you`re none of it (nah nah nah)
yea you none of it, i just put gas in my sprinter
she pullin’ over like winter, yea b+tch i´m always the winner
huh, interest, she wanna put me on body list
she wanna f+ck me on gawd oh b+tch
i can give no f+cks
[chorus]
from am to pm, we poppin’ a bottle (bottles!)
bad b+tch on me and she look like mulatto (mulatto!)
i been on my grind, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout otto (otto!)
my wrist on froze, i ain’t talkin’ gelato (gelato!)
runnin’ it up got me feelin’ like pablo (pablo!)
spin the whole block in that big body tahoe
my touch is midas, i just hit the lotto!
from am to pm, we poppin’ a bottle (bottles!)
bad b+tch on me and she look like mulatto (mulatto!)
i been on my grind, i ain’t talkin’ ’bout otto (otto!)
my wrist on froze, i ain’t talkin’ gelato (gelato!)
runnin’ it up got me feelin’ like pablo (pablo!)
spin the whole block in that big body tahoe
my touch is midas, i just hit the lotto!

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