Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Kathleen, artist - Yung Gravy. Album song Snow Cougar, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 03.05.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Kathleen |
Go 'head, O |
Oh, ay, ay, ay |
Gravy Train |
Danny, I see you |
Uh, Yung Gravy on the gas |
I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch) |
Flash flood every time they bring my name up |
I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa) |
It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups |
Ay, and your mama get nexted |
Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit |
Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it |
Ay, god damn that’s aggressive |
Ay, this some heat shit lil bitch |
Working out with some freaky bitches doing freak dips |
Tandem bike wit yo mama told her she could keep it |
Gravy get it poppin bitch I think I’m Pop Secret |
Yeah I’m that clean |
Gravy so sick bitch I think I need a vaccine |
Yo mama getting Gravy withdrawals like I’m caffeine |
Now I got a new bitch, think her name is Kathleen |
Must be Kathleen |
Matter fact, now I think about it might be Maxine |
I’m in the backseat |
Pull up on your mama in the Asics like an athlete |
I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up |
Flash flood every time they bring my name up |
I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa) |
It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups |
Ay, and your mama get nexted |
Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit |
Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it |
Ay, god damn that’s aggressive |
Booty gang captain bitch my swag is so atrocious |
I pull up on yo bitch and leave her hopeless I’m ferocious |
I don’t drive a Rarri but I pull up in a Focus |
Ima fuck yo bitch and I split the ocean like I’m Moses |
Wait hold up |
Get the fuck up out my face give me a break, hold up |
Ay, she gon cook me steak and say my grace, hold up |
I put some gravy on her plate she love the taste, hold up |
I touched your granny then I rub it in in your face, hold up |
I play sick so I could flirt with all the nurses, ay |
Take yo bitch and leave you hurt because I’m perfect, ay |
Imma drip and she gon squirt and leave me surfin', ay |
She gon suck my dick in cursive, ay |
I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch) |
Flash flood every time they bring my name up |
I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa) |
It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups |
Ay, and your mama get nexted |
Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit |
Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it |
Ay, damn that’s aggressive |
Chef-boy flexing like the Pillsbury dough |
Pull up on ya ho |
Turn off the lights and i glow |
Paula Abdul with the flow (whoa) |
Lately i been rapping fast but I’m driving slow |
And lately I been clapping ass at the grocery store |
I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde hair that don’t belong there |
I think that weave needa get cut, need some lawn care |
My timepiece freeze every time I put it on there |
And everytime yo mama through she fold like a lawn chair |
Whoo, yeah you know that chick foldin' |
And then she cook the muffins up until that shit golden |
I shine that booty up before I slide, like I’m bowlin' |
Ice on my wrist 'cause that whippin' got it swollen |