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Kash William Eurkus
Kash William Eurkus
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Kavi M Lybarger
Kavi M Lybarger
Songwriter

Lyrics

Gravy is a meat extender Posted up I'm stoop kid So fuckin' high got my eyelids droopin Hot day hit the courts we hoopin Then buy a couple bottles hit the river go tubin One thing I'll never ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever ever do again is losin Had to the leave the city til' I copped a Lamborghini Now I'm back for the fam and we cruisin yeah Whole squad with me and we stay a buck fitty Down to date a cougar if she ain't above fitty We in the club gettin' litty like a titty I could not care less if you ain't fuckin' with me Whole life blessed first thirty was a test Ice Spice nice but I'm cookin' with the zest Made it to the top of the mountain And I'm screamin' like a mother fuckin' maniac I'm bangin' on my chest Got a Queen makin' moves like chess Eleven out of ten and she blow it like a ref I don't know if this a flex But I get so many tuggers that my dick curves left Would me and Helen Keller get along? Def Would me and Anne Frank hit the bong? Yes That shit automatic like grand theft Got this shit poppin' with a grand left Roll through the city we smoothin Got a baddie in the front seat sippin' on a smoothie Is it Helen is it Anne no but it's lookin' like a movie I been goin' dumb I'm loopy I wouldn't fuck you on a roofie Cheatin' lil bitch in my phone Altuve I'll see you next Tuesday I'm Brady you Flutie Realname
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