Top Songs By Yung Gravy
Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Vocals
Jason Rich
Programming
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Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
Alexander Gumuchian
Songwriter
Jason Rich
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jason Rich
Producer
Ryan West
Mixing Engineer
Corey Cutz
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
Jason Rich on the beat
Oh shit
Oh shit, why the flow so mean
Your bitch heard of one so she got pipe dreams
Boy quite clean, got a bitch Eileen,
And I'm frozen like ice cream (Gravy)
Said she on that Gravy Train, you can bet it's permanent
Now she on that Gravy Plane, hit her with the turbulence
Turbulence
Girly just thought I was down, but I'm just curving it
Mercelous, call the ambulance, booty analysis
Check on my wrist, diamonds so fabulous, gold on my amulet
Hazardous, I'm flexin' extravagant, diamonds so scandalous
I'm in the kitchen with Bisquick
I always stay with a thick chick
I took her out on a picnic
Told me that dick futuristic
Got my wrist glowin', boy I look like Ben 10
I got hoes in Shenzhen
Smack yo face like Chen Zen
Money so fake like it won't even bend
Send me that yoga ass, give me some zen
Finessing yo mom, I'm playin' her friend
I'm whippin' a benz, baby on trend
Ay, yo bitch be lookin' like a Barbie, you ain't even Ken
And my wrist looking starring shine at night time like Big Ben
Got a new bitch, Bohemian
Ain't a whip that you won't see me in
I got so much sauce bitch my race is tortellini
I been gettin' brazy, but that jazz got me calmer
Three strokes on your bitch, think I'm Arnold Palmer
And your mommy up and down on me just like a teeter totter
Big 'ol scar, it come right down my forehead, Harry Potter
Expelliarmus with the wrist
Expelliarmus on a bitch
Slowly came off with a flick of the wrist
Went straight to my bed, and she judging a lick
Step on a hater like grip tape
New to my shit you a bit late
I got ya mama in ship-shape
Laying that pipe to my mixtape
Ooo, I take step in the building,
I'm icy I'm chilling, I'm sick penicillin
Making a killing, I'm willing to give her the filling
Yo mom at the crib and I'm drilling
Can't dig all the billing
My neck kinda chilling
This game I be killing
Baby (Baby)
Bank I be filling
Stack to a million
Course I be winning with
Gravy (Gravy)
My diamonds be crusted with rubies
Love me some boobies, piping your aunt to the movie
Heard that she moody, why is she choosy
Cause I'm a snack and she ate me like Scooby
Jug, jug, jug
Finesse your parenthood
Jug, jug, jug, jug, jug
And I pull up on your mom and I give her them goods
Juggin' the same on your ex (ay)
Juggin' the way that I flex (ay)
Juggin' the way that I walk in the building
The first thing I do is get neck (ay)
[Outro: Yung Gravy]Jason Rich on the beat baby
Writer(s): Matthew Hauri, Alexander Gumuchian, Ryan West, Jason Rich
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