Yung Gravy - You Betcha lyrics

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Yung Gravy - You Betcha lyrics

(Gravy Train) sh** man, what I been up too? A little bit of flexing A little bit of good old fashion flexing [Yung Gravy:] If you f**ing with the team we gonna come and getcha (gonna getcha) Teach you something about your girl, call that sh** a lecture (a lecture) Gravy so smooth you can check the f**ing texture You might see me pull up in my motherf**in’ sketchers (ay) Got cheddar, you betcha Get to the cheese like Chester Yung flexer, you betcha Always in the clean striped sweater Finesser, you betcha Mighta’ just piped your ancestor I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra Yeah I’m posted with your Momma and your sister and your mof**in granny, feel so dandy Man I’m sweet like candy But I’m a savage like Randy, yo girl getting handsy Tryna hit the b**h get sandy, with the bside brandy Boy you’re a pansy, I hit your mom in the pantry Gravy get it steaming like Stanley I just f**ed your b**h in some Louis v crocs (crocs?) She couldn’t resist cause I wore ’em with the socks (socks?) Now she won’t get off my jock, had to finesse like I’m Brock I get that drip from my Wok, I got your side b**h on lock I always roll with the flock Got the herbs with the spices, stole your girl that’s a crisis Had the pineapple slices, just got my finesse licence (Gravy Train) Think I’m real cold like dicing, Gravy so enticing I’ll knock your a** out, Mike Tyson I’m quick like lightening, b**h thicker than a f**ing byson I cover up the booty with icing If you f**ing with the team we gonna come and getcha (gonna getcha) Teach you something about your girl, call that sh** a lecture (a lecture) Gravy so smooth you can check the f**ing texture You might see me pull up in my motherf**in’ sketchers (Gravy Train) Got cheddar, you betcha Get to the cheese like Chester Yung flexer, you betcha Always in the clean striped sweater Finesser, you betcha Mighta’ just piped your ancestor I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra [Ihatesunday:] Too much sauce got extra You can catch me in the lab like Dexter Your main b**h, yeah I s**t her only did it ’cause she look like Carmen Electra (ay) Tell her her friends all invited (yuh) I got these white hoes excited (ay) Winona the way that I’m ridin’ I’m vibin’ I pop pills like I’m suicidal, I might be I’ll make your mother my wifey Don’t try me, you f**ing need to see your ID It’s Sunday or you can call me yung church house (yeah) I f**ed your b**h from my workout and I’ll make your sister my daughter (yeah) I feel like I’m Dwayne Carter (yuh) I gave your b**h a Dwayne Johnson I’m in her throat like a tonsil (yeah) [Yung Gravy:] If you f**ing with the team we gonna come and getcha (gonna getcha) Teach you something about your girl, call that sh** a lecture (a lecture) Gravy so smooth you can check the f**ing texture You might see me pull up in my motherf**in’ sketchers (Gravy Train) Got cheddar, you betcha Get to the cheese like Chester Yung flexer, you betcha Always in the clean striped sweater Finesser, you betcha Mighta’ just piped your ancestor I got Debra in the Tesla, too much sauce got extra I’m 18, with the bullet I’m 18, with the bullet Got my finger on the trigger, gonna pull it

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