Patrice

Sh*t man, I got gravy on my b*tch

Gravy on yo b*tch

Gravy on my coffee

Gravy on my jean shorts

Gravy on your f*cking chiropractor

Gravy on my biscuits, logic

I mean sh*t, man, you'd think it's Thanksgiving

Ayy, posted with your thot

Gravy just came in hot, goodness

She real thirsty, gotta hydrate

Dark skin so my eyes gotta dilate

My girl foreign, man I think I might migrate

I was just flexin' on Myspace (Ooh)

Ayy, posted with yo Godmother

I was just flexin' like a scrub under cover, ayy

B*tch it's Mr. Clean, also known as Mr. Butter

Sh*t it's Yung Gravy, he a wavy motherf*cker

Don't like me then your name is probably Tucker (Tucker)

And you probably a trucker (Uh)

And you probably ugly (Ugly)

My side b*tch call me Yung Bubbly (Bubbly)

She always give me bubble baths

Got too many hoes it got me doin' f*ckin' math1.9

(Feels so real and my mind won't let go)

B*tch I pull up with the potion (Splash)

I come through smooth like lotion

(Feels so real and my mind won't let go)

My hook shot wet like the ocean

Whole team lit 'cause Gravy got the potion

Ayy, posted with your female

Yeah I just finessed her over E-Mail

She think I'm real charming

Gravy gonna get up in that *ss like Charmin

Side b*tch named Carmen

Sh*t, maybe it was Karen, back of the Mclaren

Pull up real quick with the R Kelly blarin'

Word to Bobby McFerrin

Uh, don't worry be happy, my hair so nappy but your Momma call me "papi"

Guess I'm kinda like your grampa

Pull up, make it hot like Tampa

Thick like a panda, man that's what I need

Come through fertilize your b*tch like a seed

I finessed your Mom before I learned how to read

Gravy pull up, bad b*tch stampede

(Feels so real and my mind won't let go)

B*tch I pull up with the potion

I come through smooth like lotion

(Feels so real and my mind won't let go)

My hook shot wet like the ocean

Whole team lit 'cause Gravy got the potion

I pull up, drop top when I begga (Begga)

Your mama wanna leggo my Egga (Egga)

Man I'm spittin' hot fuega

Chillin' with latinas, you can call me Diego

I just got a hunnid for a feature

Almost hit your b*tch, but she look just like a creature (Ew)

Pull up to your sister

Girl, it's nice to meet ya

We out at Little Ceasar's

Gravy on my pizza

Ooh, sh*t man

You know this "Gravy sh*t" isn't some weird f*cking sexual metaphor

Your b*tch legitimately has top-shelf gravy on her hands, face and knees

I mean sh*t, you would think it's Thanksgiving

I mighta hit it last week but right now we're just eating

It's Mr. Clean, ho