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Gelato Video (MV)




Performed By: Untamed Twins
Length: 2:29
Written by: Barry Jones




Untamed Twins - Gelato Lyrics




Yeah
I meet the plug the night before ah nigga running outta drugs
I just pull up I don't call cause that's my
Ma'ah f***ing bruh
Same projects different mommas
But its all the same luv
Pockets full of dirty hundreds
B**** we came up out the mud
Yeah
Chopp up the work jiu jitsu
Me and glock kick big s**t
Kungfu
Drop It in the pot like wanton soup
Yeah

Girl I'm ah sun of ah gunna
I pull it out and buss on her
I spend this money in lump sums
Sucka nigga watch How you come
My b**** don't f*** with these bumbs
Trust me this ain't what you wan't
I make one call to my Runts
They'll be happy to smoke you like blunts
The judge gave my yung savage21
Ain't no talking if the feds Come
I drop ah nugget on saint laurent
3.2.1. nigga I'mma bout to launch
Keep the rocket on my hip Houston where I'm from
I be flavor all season
I'm the dapper don
Coupe filled with chickens no diary Farm
House of organics
We in california half pound moon rock
Other half plum
I chase this paper like wind Blew it
Don't f*** with ah hater nope can't do it
Heard its ah lot of money down in Decatur
Might take ah Small trip for some big paper
40acres gold jewelry and some rich neighbors
I go hard boy I put that on my Aunt Mable
Remember bussin down crack at the kitchen table
Loud pack light green like ah bag of basil

Yeah
I meet the plug the night before ah nigga running outta drugs
I just pull up I don't call cause that's my
Ma'ah f***ing bruh
Same projects different mommas
But its all the same luv
Pockets full of dirty hundreds
B**** we came up out the mud
Yeah
Chopp up the work jiu jitsu
Me and glock kick big s**t
Kungfu
Drop It in the pot like wanton soup
Yeah
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Yeah
I meet the plug the night before ah nigga running outta drugs
I just pull up I don't call cause that's my
Ma'ah f***ing bruh
Same projects different mommas
But its all the same luv
Pockets full of dirty hundreds
B**** we came up out the mud
Yeah
Chopp up the work jiu jitsu
Me and glock kick big s**t
Kungfu
Drop It in the pot like wanton soup
Yeah

Girl I'm ah sun of ah gunna
I pull it out and buss on her
I spend this money in lump sums
Sucka nigga watch How you come
My b**** don't f*** with these bumbs
Trust me this ain't what you wan't
I make one call to my Runts
They'll be happy to smoke you like blunts
The judge gave my yung savage21
Ain't no talking if the feds Come
I drop ah nugget on saint laurent
3.2.1. nigga I'mma bout to launch
Keep the rocket on my hip Houston where I'm from
I be flavor all season
I'm the dapper don
Coupe filled with chickens no diary Farm
House of organics
We in california half pound moon rock
Other half plum
I chase this paper like wind Blew it
Don't f*** with ah hater nope can't do it
Heard its ah lot of money down in Decatur
Might take ah Small trip for some big paper
40acres gold jewelry and some rich neighbors
I go hard boy I put that on my Aunt Mable
Remember bussin down crack at the kitchen table
Loud pack light green like ah bag of basil

Yeah
I meet the plug the night before ah nigga running outta drugs
I just pull up I don't call cause that's my
Ma'ah f***ing bruh
Same projects different mommas
But its all the same luv
Pockets full of dirty hundreds
B**** we came up out the mud
Yeah
Chopp up the work jiu jitsu
Me and glock kick big s**t
Kungfu
Drop It in the pot like wanton soup
Yeah
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Writer: Barry Jones
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