This fit here cost a couple gs got the racks to match
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
Took a 20 pack down 20 nigga God my only fear
And if 12 get behind me nigga I'm smashing through these gears
Know them boys can't stop shit
My family full of goons nigga we known the pop shit
They say they coming like us shh tell them lil' niggas stop it
My young nigga antisocial he ain't steppin unless he brought that mop in
Straight off the top nigga no pen
Took so many elbows i know they never thought I'd win
I know they never thought I'd win
Don't know why these niggas count me out
These niggas still hating but I ain't never losing count
50 touch my mat today bet gelato slam them out
Came a long way from my mama house
Project Baby now I'm seeing large amounts
Project Baby grew up in the west side I post on clement
Lil bruh gotta lick for a ten peace I say let's get it
You know you can't come ride me if your punk ass ain't with it
A nigga know if he try me I'ma turn up the f*cking bitty
Hop on a plane go tap in with the fruits up in bali
Me and L A go way back Im talkin bout serving jugs in the caddy
Even though I love him to death I'll never ever be like my daddy
I'm a real trap nigga, that'll get something smack nigga, what happening
Mama seen a star born 5 16 02 that was my birthday
Ion really like feeling bad you know if I do something getting hurt
They show me love at all the corner stores
I'm locked in with all the clerks
My life like Call of Duty everyday I wake up I got the perks
This fit here cost a couple gs got the racks to match
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
Gelato Bill - Denim Tears (feat. PopOut Kapone) Lyrics
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This fit here cost a couple gs got the racks to match
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
Took a 20 pack down 20 nigga God my only fear
And if 12 get behind me nigga I'm smashing through these gears
Know them boys can't stop shit
My family full of goons nigga we known the pop shit
They say they coming like us shh tell them lil' niggas stop it
My young nigga antisocial he ain't steppin unless he brought that mop in
Straight off the top nigga no pen
Took so many elbows i know they never thought I'd win
I know they never thought I'd win
Don't know why these niggas count me out
These niggas still hating but I ain't never losing count
50 touch my mat today bet gelato slam them out
Came a long way from my mama house
Project Baby now I'm seeing large amounts
Project Baby grew up in the west side I post on clement
Lil bruh gotta lick for a ten peace I say let's get it
You know you can't come ride me if your punk ass ain't with it
A nigga know if he try me I'ma turn up the f*cking bitty
Hop on a plane go tap in with the fruits up in bali
Me and L A go way back Im talkin bout serving jugs in the caddy
Even though I love him to death I'll never ever be like my daddy
I'm a real trap nigga, that'll get something smack nigga, what happening
Mama seen a star born 5 16 02 that was my birthday
Ion really like feeling bad you know if I do something getting hurt
They show me love at all the corner stores
I'm locked in with all the clerks
My life like Call of Duty everyday I wake up I got the perks
This fit here cost a couple gs got the racks to match
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
Took a 20 pack down 20 nigga God my only fear
And if 12 get behind me nigga I'm smashing through these gears
Know them boys can't stop shit
My family full of goons nigga we known the pop shit
They say they coming like us shh tell them lil' niggas stop it
My young nigga antisocial he ain't steppin unless he brought that mop in
Straight off the top nigga no pen
Took so many elbows i know they never thought I'd win
I know they never thought I'd win
Don't know why these niggas count me out
These niggas still hating but I ain't never losing count
50 touch my mat today bet gelato slam them out
Came a long way from my mama house
Project Baby now I'm seeing large amounts
Project Baby grew up in the west side I post on clement
Lil bruh gotta lick for a ten peace I say let's get it
You know you can't come ride me if your punk ass ain't with it
A nigga know if he try me I'ma turn up the f*cking bitty
Hop on a plane go tap in with the fruits up in bali
Me and L A go way back Im talkin bout serving jugs in the caddy
Even though I love him to death I'll never ever be like my daddy
I'm a real trap nigga, that'll get something smack nigga, what happening
Mama seen a star born 5 16 02 that was my birthday
Ion really like feeling bad you know if I do something getting hurt
They show me love at all the corner stores
I'm locked in with all the clerks
My life like Call of Duty everyday I wake up I got the perks
This fit here cost a couple gs got the racks to match
I'ma jug on every side just bust a half a p at pats
I might f*ck you but I'll never tell These bitches sad as hell
Call my plug up man these shits getting low I need another bail
Nigga bond nothing but 500 why that boy still sitting in jail
Try to tell you five tapes ago these niggas way too frail
Gelato gervin
I don't want that ice nigga less its crystal clear
Drop this bomb off to the pen bae I might just buy them denim tears
Writer: Dallas Waiters
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