Gold
Yung Gravy, bbno$, Mia Gladstone
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(Gravy Train) uh, bbno$ Yo, Yung Gravy bbno$ Finessin' yo' mommy when I'm in the kitchen Speedin' my whippin' whippin' the lyrical Gravy fall out of this chicken Why is he bitchin'? Really about business Pushin' 'bout couple of digit's Stussy boy standin' the corner, yeah Spinnin' that fidget Thought he lookin' like a midget Put you on grill, I put you on skillet Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass Golden, golden, golden Golden, gold, yeah yeah yeah Ice cold and gold in the summer I flex on another, froze Gold things got me blindsided I'm switchin' for the gas, I'm a hybrid Four ladies for the two boys Baby Gravy, I divide it Ladies like our tracks more than yours Gentle woman, why she took my drawers? Middle of the summer, neck be cold Baby Gravy, truth be told Fake gold but I still wear it Take a flight, please declare it Run up on you with my nerf like a sheriff Lady, stop starin' 你好,再見 這是另一天 ten hoes on me like Ben Yung Baby, Yung Gravy we did it again Finessin' yo' mommy when I'm in the kitchen Speedin' my whippin' whippin' the lyrical Gravy fall out of this chicken Why is he bitchin'? Really about business Pushin' 'bout couple of digit's Stussy boy standin' the corner, yeah Spinnin' that fidget Thought he lookin' like a midget Put you on grill, I put you on skillet Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass Golden, golden, golden Golden, gold, yeah yeah yeah Ice cold and gold in the summer I flex on another, froze Got a bitch named Becky and A bitch named Necky Pull up in the club, pocket full of Dos Equis Roundhouse kick motherfucker, don't test me Bakin' this bread with My motherfuckin' bestie Yeah, that's cute and we gettin' that loot Gravy train comin' through bitch, toot toot Took yo' bitch and you thought it was a fluke But I did that shit again In a brand new coupe That's crazy, brazy, do this shit daily Gravy witcha' lady in the Back of the Mercedes say goodbye to Katy Posted up with Baby it's easy, motherfucker Make a bitch feel wavy wavy like a lake Hunnids need a rake bitch that I take on Get a nice steak Trade a little gravy for a little bit of cake Every single day for goodness sake Finessin' yo' mommy when I'm in the kitchen Speedin' my whippin' whippin' the lyrical Gravy fall out of this chicken Why is he bitchin'? Really about business Pushin' 'bout couple of digit's Stussy boy standin' the corner, yeah Spinnin' that fidget Thought he lookin' like a midget Put you on grill, I put you on skillet Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Gold bitch, gold wrist Don't play with no brass
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Written by: Alexander Gumuchian, Matthew Hauri
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