GELATTO

(We on slime shit)
(Yeah, we on slime shit)
(Bitch know we on timing)
(Best believe we find him)
(Aye)

Bitch know we on slime shit
Yeah, we on timing
Best believe we find him
Up this bitch, then fry him
Opp pack all up in my lung
Catch his ass, we leave him hung
Tec-9, bust like hella drums
Shots bust out, I hope they run

Made it bitch, ain't changing shit, can't say I ain't deserve it
Hit the gas, bitch know we swervin'
Guess it's safe to say I earned it
Smoke a opp, leave my lungs burnin'
In the trap, bitch know we servin
I can give that hoe the run around, it's like my name was Kyrie Irving

Told 'em, bring it bitch, you know i'm ready
Got them blades, like Armageddon
See that bag, bitch know I get it
Bro be dissin' up on reddit
I ain't worried 'bout them comments
Buck a bitch, yeah, call me Giannis
She ain't coming back, lil bitch, I told you, that's your only Promise

I don't be on dissin' shit, but i'll say this right now
Bro be talkin' on the net, but he ain't say that shit aloud
We was standing right beside you, but you ain't open your mouth
Shoulda known that you a hoe, that's why you runnin' from Dontrel

Bro be talkin' shit the most, but let me ask you, how your head feel?
Kota, how that neck feel?
Dick so small, that shit unreal
You my son, that's how I feel
So come and prove me wrong
That tattoo 'bout weak as hell, just like your dick game, oh my lord
You ain't hangin' wit no steppers nah, y'all ain't on shit
That's why you fucked on 'you know who', but I ain't gon tell 'em who it is
You ain't never caught a body, you ain't ever hit a lick
You ain't jackin', might as well just flex your motherfucking stick, yeah