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I got pistols everywhere, that boy that be fresh as hell
I might send that boy to hell, that boy that be fresh as hell, i got money everywhere
Broke her heart and i don t care, yeah he young, all this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn t do none but stare
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn t do none but stare, they say he ain t playing fair, i m covered up with double g s
i just left the bank
I fuck bitches by the pair, that boy that be fresh as hell
I got pistols everywhere, i do what you can t
I might send that boy to hell, that boy that be fresh as hell, with a barbie
They say god don t like hate, that boy that be fresh as hell
I got pistols everywhere, broke her heart and i don t care
All this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn t do none but stare, i got pretty bitches walking round in their underwear Young, i got gelato in the air
I got gelato in the air, all this fucking ice all on me that bitch couldn t do none but stare Gelato, bales of kush that s all i sell
Heard you got a hit on me homie i hope they ve got a good aim, broke her heart and i don t care Dolph, they say he ain t playing fair
the same room sold a hundred p s and had a threesome at the doubletree
in the turning lane
i got gelato in the air
bales of kush that s all i sell
Broke her heart and i don t care, broke her heart and i don t care
Bales of kush that s all i sell, this bitch blowing up my cell
they say he ain t playing fair
I ve been counting too much paper it got my hands hurtin, lot of chains on Gelato, in the club standing on top of shit and smoking gelato