Gelonade by GeeYou Lyrics
[Chorus]
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona
[Verse 1]
Tell my young boy "I can't sponsor you like cola"
And we been rockin' gloves with a mask before they knew about Corona
And I'm steppin' with my gunners like Ole Solskjaer
I call them shots, I feel like O darg, uh
I'm with my shotty, feel like Omar
We trappin' like the The Wire (Yeah)
And them niggas be the workers, we suppliers (Gang)
[Chorus]
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona
[Verse 2]
Smoke me exotic strains, uh
My juice be the purple rain
They act like they don't know my name
Name's G.E, don't call me "Gu"
I'm doin' 115 in the coupe, ah
Pop a perky like I touched the Forbes list
Drop a four in my lean, got me nauseous
We gon' slide, let's be cautious
My youngen, he sprayin', he feelin' lawless
Like fuck the law, he hittin' organs
Got a .9 in my hand, put your hands up
She gon' sit that cat on me like I was Santa
I'm mixin' lean, promethazine with all my Fanta
[Chorus]
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona
[Verse 1]
Tell my young boy "I can't sponsor you like cola"
And we been rockin' gloves with a mask before they knew about Corona
And I'm steppin' with my gunners like Ole Solskjaer
I call them shots, I feel like O darg, uh
I'm with my shotty, feel like Omar
We trappin' like the The Wire (Yeah)
And them niggas be the workers, we suppliers (Gang)
[Chorus]
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona
[Verse 2]
Smoke me exotic strains, uh
My juice be the purple rain
They act like they don't know my name
Name's G.E, don't call me "Gu"
I'm doin' 115 in the coupe, ah
Pop a perky like I touched the Forbes list
Drop a four in my lean, got me nauseous
We gon' slide, let's be cautious
My youngen, he sprayin', he feelin' lawless
Like fuck the law, he hittin' organs
Got a .9 in my hand, put your hands up
She gon' sit that cat on me like I was Santa
I'm mixin' lean, promethazine with all my Fanta
[Chorus]
My bitch bad, so sweet, call her Gelonade
Big bands on me 'cause I'm gettin' paid
Smokin' out the pound, all green not the everglaze
V.I.P wristbands 'cause we gettin' paid
If she with me, do the maths, I'm gettin' laid
I got a baddie saying "Got two phones? You ain't Kevin Gates"
Oh, nah and the spot hot, Arizona