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Rotisserie

Yung Gravy & bbno$

Baby Gravy EP
Released October 11, 2017
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Uh, bbno$ Wassup, baby? Skrr, skrr Man, downtime your mother Crazy, crazy, bro crazy Skrrt Foreign clothes, foreign show, need a foreign hoe Foreign money, foreign honey, sippin' foreign pho (true) Born show, born to glow, never said that (skrrt, skrrt) Stayin' low on my toes, I'ma get that (get it) It's getting serious make a bitch delirious Bitches on my dick 'cause a boy so mysterious (woah) That's a mystery thots makin' history Wrist keep spinnin' like a fuckin' rotisserie (skrrt) David Letterman, I said it, man, I'm better, man (better) She wrap me up, she wrap me up, just like the Santa, man (whoa) I love my candy, tryna be a little sweeter man (sweet) I'm after money, need my money, I'm a greedy man Money on my grave, I'll run it up until I die (die) Got some eyes on every spot, I'm flexin' like fly (fly) I never hurt a fly, I never 'cause a homicide (nah) If you playin with me, I'ma use some pesticide, baby (skrrt) Foreign clothes, foreign show, need a foreign hoe Foreign money, foreign honey, sippin' foreign pho (true) Born show, born to glow, never said that (skrrt, skrrt) Stayin' low on my toes, I'ma get that (get it) It's getting serious make a bitch delirious Bitches on my dick 'cause a boy so mysterious (woah) That's a mystery thots makin' history Wrist keep spinnin' like a fuckin' rotisserie (skrrt) Got my wrist whippin' (whippin') Lookin' like a chef (chef) Oregano in my right, 30 on my left (yah) Pull up with the set, got the kitchen all wet And the Cream Team comin' for your neck (lil' bitch, ooh) I don't do shit, but my bitch got tits (tits) Gravy walk around lookin' like a fuckin' lick (lick) Side bitch thick, and my main bitch thick And my oatmeal thick, bitch, I can't even pick (whoa) Gravy be finnesin', it's a blessin' when I'm on the block Teach your boy a lesson 'bout the flexin', bitches on a jock Wrist so reflective, it's aggressive for a fuckin' clock I been pourin', dressin' and caressin' on your fuckin' thot (Holy shit) Foreign clothes, foreign show, need a foreign hoe Foreign money, foreign honey, sippin' foreign pho (true) Born show, born to glow, never said that (skrrt, skrrt) Stayin' low on my toes, I'ma get that (get it) Get it how I like Get that hoe I like, yeah Cash out how I like Cash out how I like, yeah Thotty ain't my type Yeah, she ain't my type, yeah 40 on my wrist What a damn life, yeah

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