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Oh, Oh, Gang
(Gang, gang, gang)
My goodness Gravy happened
I been getting fuckin', uh
I'm playin', I'm just playin' with y'all
I gotta let the beat write off for a little bit, ya know
Get some excitement rolling
I been getting fuckin' throat with yo bitch
Ain't no chrome on my hip
I don't need a gat
I pull up pipe yo sister than I dip
Now that's slick (ay)
Gravy takin' trips (yuh)
Fly out to Madrid and pour sangria on some tits
Ay, ay
Coffee on my Jordans (ooh)
Gravy so important (yuh)
Pull up on yo bitch like I'm Billy Bob Thornton (ooh, ooh)
Yeah I'm cruisin' in that foreign
That's the Honda Civic and its got yo bitch pourin'
Oh lordy
Continental Breakfast with the God damn porridge
Side bitch yellow but my main bitch is orange
Yeah I guess she might fake bake
But she got that great cake
I pull up and I shake bake
Yeah she like me cause my tractor
Gravy come through finesse your fuckin chiropractor
Dirty ass beat that's word to Yung Castor
You thought I made you biscuits I'm just mixing up the batter (ooh)
Coffee on my Jordans (ooh)
Gravy so important (yuh)
Pull up on yo bitch like I'm Billy Bob Thornton (ooh, ooh)
Yeah I'm cruisin' in that foreign
That's the Honda Civic and its got yo bitch pourin'
I'll never be a scrub again (scrub)
Steal yo bitch for no damn reason
I pull up my sleeve and yo tears start freezin'
Better hide yo girl its flex season
I said she like me cause my traction
Tom Cruise wrist you would think I was an actor
In that Coogi sweater I was lookin' fuckin' dapper
So I pull up on yo bitch in that white Velociraptor (Woah)
Coffee on my Jordans (ooh)
Gravy so important (yuh)
Pull up on yo bitch like I'm Billy Bob Thornton (ooh, ooh)
Yeah I'm cruisin' in that foreign
That's the Honda Civic and its got yo bitch pourin'
RIP George Michael Baby
That's the fuckin' goat
That's my fuckin' daddy right there
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