Onomatopoeia
BABY GRAVY, Yung Gravy, bbno$
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The f*ck am I doing? Yeah, it's 2017, iced out, big clock It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop (uh) What the f- you mean? Shut the f- up, pussy boy I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not? Oh my God, in the park and that's a WAP Rest in penis, sorry cock Thirty seconds in, job's done, bags up I went ding, ding, ding Ain't got time to give a f*ck (yeah) I ain't just a rapper, baby, I'm more like a grocer I got cheese, I got bread, I got honeys, all kosher (BLP) And my main girl's titties ain't Dolby So when they say paper or plastic, we talking diplomas Your girl's perfume my aroma Six foot eight so I'm safe from corona Keep on spittin' gas, I got mesothelioma Keep on seeing dollars, I'ma catch glaucoma I need her thicker than tortilla Something more like pita Modern family latina I see her playing follow the leader I just hit ten milli' on Christina Uh, yeah, that's nice but I need some more Me and Baby off the goop, I don't Mickey Mouse Damn, baby, why you tweaking, bro? Your bitch caught the Gravy 'bout a week ago Yeah, it's 2017, iced out, big clock It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop (uh) What the f- you mean? Shut the f- up, pussy boy I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not? Oh my God, in the park and that's a WAP Rest in penis, sorry cock Thirty seconds in, job's done, bags up I went ding, ding, ding Ain't got time to give a f*ck (yeah) Of course they tryna click, flip a coin that's heads of tax Carpal tunnel wrist, bust down bitch, I'm off the rails Guangzhou when libido was found Call me Romeo (Romeo) When she took my shit down (yeah) Check it out (what?) Confirm the zeroes on the check, please (check it out) I'm in a Tesla with my bestie (check it out, skrrt) I took the shirt off, way too sexy (check it out, check it out) I told Sheila confirm the rezzy She gon' beat up on my chest like I'm George of the Jungle Oliver Twist, I stay finnessing, all my old friends were fumbles On my two, she like my dick, shit got my bag up from mumblin' Seventeen hundred on some rain boots? I can't be humbled Yeah, it's 2017, iced out, big clock It go tick-tick-tick-tick-tick, it don't stop (uh) What the f- you mean? Shut the f- up, pussy boy I go bang, bang, bang, 'cause why the hell not? Oh my God, in the park and that's a WAP Rest in penis, sorry cock Thirty seconds in, job's done, bags up I went ding, ding, ding Ain't got time to give a f*ck (uh)
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Written by: Alex Gumuchian, Christian Dold, David Wilson, Matthew Hauri, Tobias Wincorn
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