Gelato #33 ft. SleezeteamK3 Lyrics

This gelato 33

You can catch me on the highway

With a glocky and a ki'

This a Glock 43

Try to rob me if you please

My bitch a 10 out of 10

I just seen you with a 3

She been sucking me all night

I bet she hate me on her knees

I just walked into this bitch with

Twenty thousand worth of paper

K muzzle hot I passed it off

Like a baked potato

I don't want the work if it don't

Smell stronger than car painter

I see him looking at this roll

I'm finna hit 'em with this Glock eighter

What I'm talking 'bout that's a Glock 35

How you pouring 1's bro

You dropping peewee lines

We got 30 and 50 clip dicks

What's yo meat size?

Imma get the blitz off the rip

I'm on D-line

He still waiting for the money

I ain't send it yet

I'm a motherfuckin' patriot Bill Belichick

Doin all that sliding how the fuck

Yo life ain't ended yet?

I just checked my Distrokid account

And it's a heavy check

How you the best out yo city

But you off key?

Lyrics ass flow unoriginal you not me

Who want smoke I'm serving more beef

Than a chopped cheese

.223's small and spicy like a Taki

My Nina hot and ready like Little Caesars

I ain't got the 'Cat I'm sliding on 'em

In an old Beamer

Im finna hack into yo messages

This a phone reader

E-93 in the blunt

Smell like shoe cleaner

Hella smoke coming out this aye

Like a stainless steamer

Poured a whole 4 up in this Fanta

I'm a heavy leaner

Big ass gun shootin' .556's

Imma stop the Beamer

I just took 3 fuckin' percs

Feel like a fuckin' tweaker

Aye and I'm finna

Blow her backend

If I can't get it out the front

I get it out the backend

My niggas call me sleeze

Hell yea I'm know for lashin'

Everything I rap about I really did

It ain't no actin'

For real watch me take these pills

Bitch I really get off

I'm feeling real numb stand over 'em

Now his head gone

Now his head gone

Or shit no now his head blown

When I was sittin in that cell

Niggas wouldn't pick up that jail phone

I still rock the V-Lone for

The nights that I ain't had shit

Only white tees and

I'm still fuckin' a bad bitch

Baby K came wood grain

For when I wack shit

Murdavale baby niggas

Know you better slap this