| Gravy pull up on yo ho
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| I’m like the Pillsbury dough
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| I’m always cookin' up, cookin' up slow
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| I don’t trust Kehlani
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| Sandwich with pastrami
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| Scuba dive in poonani
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| Then I splash, tsunami (Woah)
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| Flexing on my exes out the window of the Lexus
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| My whip diamond crested so it got me feeling reckless
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| Gravy and biscuits for breakfast
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| Antarctica on my necklace
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| I learned the art of finessin'
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| I fucked my teacher, my doctor, my dentist
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| (Holy shit)
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| I don’t mean to flex but my bitch thicc like Texas (Ooh)
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| Booty so precious that I hit it ambidextrous (Ooh)
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| I’ve been fucking flexing, I think it was destined (Ooh)
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| I might fuck around and buy the plug a fucking present
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| Ayy, hunnids of kicks like a centipede (Yuh)
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| Lil' Storm I been lookin' heavenly (Okay)
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| I been had racks since like 17 (Bands)
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| They want my head like the Kennedys (Pew-pew)
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| Might take it back like the 70s
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| Xannys done fucked up my memory (Xans)
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| Black and white a referee (Skrrt)
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| I got the baddest hoe next to me
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| Fuck her and nut on her titty
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| I got the key to the city
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| Get rich or die tryin' like 50
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| Your girl be sayin' she miss me (Ayy, ayy)
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| Green with the red on that’s Gucci
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| I tell her kick it like Bruce Lee
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| Took out them clips like a movie
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| But fuck all that beefing we coolin', yuh
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| I don’t mean to flex but my bitch thicc like Texas (Ooh)
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| Booty so precious that I hit it ambidextrous (Ooh)
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| I’ve been fucking flexing, I think it was destined (Ooh)
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| I might fuck around and buy the plug a fucking present (Mmm)
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| (Woah)
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| Gravy pull up on yo ho
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| I’m like the Pillsbury dough
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| I’m always cookin' up, cookin' up slow
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| I don’t trust Kehlani
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| Sandwich with pastrami
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| Scuba dive in poonani
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| Then I splash, tsunami
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| Blase, blase, blase
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| That booty is fugazi
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| Quería probarme
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| Gravy dijo «Dale»
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| I might pull up on a motherfuckin' ripstick
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| Gravy dive up in it like a mufuckin' dipstick
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| I just met yo mom and she thought that I was pleasant
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| I thought it was Christmas on November 27th
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| I just got her number, I think it was destined
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| I might fuck around and buy the plug a fucking present
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| (Gravy Train) |