Yung Gravy swiper no swiping Lyrics, bbno$ swiper no swiping Lyrics, BABY GRAVY swiper no swiping Lyrics
Ladies and Gentleman
Sweeties, hotties, & naughties
Welcome, welcome, welcome, welcome to
Excuse me, pardon me
Yeah, whoa, girl
Give me that lobotomy
I’m real up, you real broke (Ch-ching)
Example of dichotomy
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swiper I’m swiping
Still icing, blow me like dyson
Pipe, pipe, pipe, piper, I’m piping
Come quick, McQueen like Lightning
Ooh, we just made a classic
Pop that shit, baby, come and get graphic
Fly to Jamaica, pop a lil’ acid
Now I’m on a jetski, I can cum flaccid
Take my emotions back to the tissue
I don’t really miss you, never have, never will
Touch down Zurich, mountain top, eat fondu
Shower with your girl, rub down, that’s mountain dew
Feel like I’m floating on the beat, only two drinks deep
Call me crazy, yeah I’m trying to make a girl queef
Bitch, I ain’t no virgin, your career hurting
Three mules in Moscow, baby no swerving
Hoo, yeah
It’s Gravy time, uh
I got the wock
When I step on the block, everybody flock
Gravy O’clock
She said that I’m hot
Bitch, I ain’t hot
Lil’ bitch, I’m scorchin
Got it all, baby, you can have a portion
Get head, you the Headless Horseman
She got taken in the Taycan Porsche
Fuck cookies, man, I just want the fortune
Yeah, you know I’m always on some freak shit
I be out in Vail eating coochie on the ski lift
Cleopatra on my dick, never been to Egypt
Slob my knob while I’m listening to Three 6
Excuse me, pardon me
Yeah, whoa, girl
Give me that lobotomy
I’m real up, you real broke (Ch-ching)
Example of dichotomy
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swiper I’m swiping
Still icing, blow me like dyson
Pipe, pipe, pipe, piper, I’m piping
Come quick, McQueen like Lightning
I’m a pleasant surprise, eyes on the prize
Bust a little move, gonna hypnotize
Bag or the bag, baby gonna rationalize
Always capturing lies
So I swear to god, bro, do not patronize me
Yeah, I’m out here doing big boy shit
If you want to check the crib, 500 on the down payment
With my face on the pavement
Say it with some layman’s
I’m real up, or are you just a lame man?
Don’t make me make a statement
Realtor called me, we thinkin’ ’bout the Caymans
Of course, baby, no money too good
Bill hunting, bitch, I’m Matt Damon
Excuse me, pardon me
Yeah, whoa, girl
Give me that lobotomy
I’m real up, you real broke (Ch-ching)
Example of dichotomy
Swipe, swipe, swipe, swiper I’m swiping
Still icing, blow me like dyson
Pipe, pipe, pipe, piper, I’m piping
Come quick, McQueen like Lightning