Gelato

Gelato Lyrics Meanings
by J Saenz

2

Gelato Lyrics

Yuh yuh yuh yuh aye
Yuh yuh yuh yuh oh
I like profits on profits
I'm gettin my stock up I ain't gon run outta no options
Tryna be frank witcha ill expose myself imma go topless
Broke right now tryna get rich
Huh only for my momma
Im tryna have a sag up in my jeans
Only from rocks in my pockets
Got hits like a puck up in hockey
I fuck up but bounce back Tekashi
No cap in my rap man I'm rapping bout shit that I live
Shit that I had that I hid
Put in the back of my head
Making up lies so my mind don’t keep thinking of it
Won't let shit get to my head
Unless its diamonds or rings or we talkin bout bread
But let me get right into it intuitive thinking ruins
A lot of what I had and what I get and what I got
And when I say that imma pop I'm talking no kids
Pop off lowkey
Pop pills OD
Yeah
Damn is this really my life right now
I'm tip toe'n I keep going I keep flowing I uhh
I keep poking on sensitive spots that I prolly ought to not
But I don’t give a damn about no opps
Popular opinions you can keep it
I ain't really seeking for attention but attention seeking out for me
I been climbing obstacles ain't obstacles for me
I holla jalapeno hot as hot as I can be
I like my liquor with a lime I spy the Hennessy
I like the simple things in life too like gelato
I paint a picture perfect portrait damn it I'm Picasso
Take care of my family make it out that’s the motto
Either make it rapping or praying I hit the lotto
Gotta go now snow now mountains ice cold latte high fade okay
That’s what I like that’s what I get
I don’t give a shit about what you think imma blow
I would never let opportunity out the door
Yeah imma
Young Simba in the middle of my level up and you can tell by how I roar
And imma dog imma ball but this only here the warm up
And I ain't even talking bout no Cole
I want a good life so imma go and get it
Get rid of the negative yeah that's good riddance
I bet on myself and you bet that I bid it
I bid on myself and I bite on my lip
I been keeping quiet I'm sick of this shit
I don't need no help hush yo mouth hush yo lip
No burdens no more from my shoulder I'm flicking the chip
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo

Yuh yuh yuh yuh aye
Yuh yuh yuh yuh oh
I like profits on profits
I'm gettin my stock up I ain't gon run outta no options
Tryna be frank witcha ill expose myself imma go topless
Broke right now tryna get rich
Huh only for my momma
Im tryna have a sag up in my jeans
Only from rocks in my pockets
Got hits like a puck up in hockey
I fuck up but bounce back Tekashi
No cap in my rap man I'm rapping bout shit that I live
Shit that I had that I hid
Put in the back of my head
Making up lies so my mind don’t keep thinking of it
Won't let shit get to my head
Unless its diamonds or rings or we talkin bout bread
But let me get right into it intuitive thinking ruins
A lot of what I had and what I get and what I got
And when I say that imma pop I'm talking no kids
Pop off lowkey
Pop pills OD
Yeah
Damn is this really my life right now
I'm tip toe'n I keep going I keep flowing I uhh
I keep poking on sensitive spots that I prolly ought to not
But I don’t give a damn about no opps
Popular opinions you can keep it
I ain't really seeking for attention but attention seeking out for me
I been climbing obstacles ain't obstacles for me
I holla jalapeno hot as hot as I can be
I like my liquor with a lime I spy the Hennessy
I like the simple things in life too like gelato
I paint a picture perfect portrait damn it I'm Picasso
Take care of my family make it out that’s the motto
Either make it rapping or praying I hit the lotto
Gotta go now snow now mountains ice cold latte high fade okay
That’s what I like that’s what I get
I don’t give a shit about what you think imma blow
I would never let opportunity out the door
Yeah imma
Young Simba in the middle of my level up and you can tell by how I roar
And imma dog imma ball but this only here the warm up
And I ain't even talking bout no Cole
I want a good life so imma go and get it
Get rid of the negative yeah that's good riddance
I bet on myself and you bet that I bid it
I bid on myself and I bite on my lip
I been keeping quiet I'm sick of this shit
I don't need no help hush yo mouth hush yo lip
No burdens no more from my shoulder I'm flicking the chip
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh
Yeah yeah yeah yeah oh
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Ooo

Writer(s): Jose Mora Saenz
Copyright(s): Lyrics © DistroKid
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind

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