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Yung Gravy

Always Saucy

 

Always Saucy

(album: Gasanova - 2020)


[Ski Mask the Slump God & TrippyThaKid:]
Ho
It's a lovely day
Haha
Yah, yah
Ayy

[TrippyThaKid:]
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waiting outside, ayy
Yeah, know I'm ready to roll
Smoking on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy

[Yung Gravy:]
And by the way, we getting high today
Heaven's to Betsy, see your bitch on my testies
I hit it like Messi, a mile away (Ooh)
Like what's up with you?
Feel like Shamu, 'boutta ride the wave (Shamu)
Gravy come through for your boo
Fly away to your bitch like
What's up? How you doin'?
Fuck some, PT cruising
At the club, I'm perusing
Bust a nut and keep it moving
That's that money talk (Whoa)
Gravy got the club doing bunnyhops
I got the mighty Dodge V4 on my watch
And you must've got your shit at Craigswrist

[TrippyThaKid & Ski Mask the Slump God:]
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waiting outside, ayy
Yeah, know I'm ready to roll
Smoking on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy (Yuh, yuh, yuh, okay)

[Ski Mask the Slump God:]
I'm 'bout to log off (Uh-huh), 'bout to nod off (Uh-huh)
Asking all these questions, I start resemble Nardwuar (Uh)
Trick, huh? Ta-da, some rock Prada
Used to sell them drugs, always showed 'em like a sawed-off
Half made 'em start up, thought I was a narco
Read between the line with me, I'm something like a barcode
His white tee, you make the bread, thought he make it sorrow
Seats in the whips same color bone marrow
Shh, I smell an enemy in the vicinity
And when the battle begins, I turn to an entity
Killing shit like my last name was Kennedy
Stay killing shit like shit is named Kennesy
Friend of me, enemies ain't the half you pretend to be
Only percentage of what I let you fuck niggas be
Sicker sauce, roll like carb patties with Jelly Bean
Built different, what you see in my damn anatomy, bitch?

[TrippyThaKid:]
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waiting outside, ayy
Yeah, know I'm ready to roll
Smoking on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy

Winter's in the backpack
'Bout to buy the whole city in the Blackjack
You know Trippy keep it flipping like a flapjack
If I'm going up north, then I go to my source (Yeah)
But you stay in my course like a black cat (Uh)
Hell-bent, love, baby, but I passed that
Now it's just a little something I can laugh at
I just wanna get lit where the cool kids is
Where the wild things are, I'm a goddamn star
We about them bucks, we about them bars
If I ever get stuck, I don't gotta restart
I just need to get high, better land on Mars
Gotta lend my broads, gotta get a new car
I just want another 'cause you breaking my heart
I'm on another level, what you thinkin'?
Trippy got it, quickly drinking

Ayy, when I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waiting outside, ayy
Yeah, know I'm ready to roll
Smoking on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy
When I wake up, I go straight to the weed
Man, I just need to smoke, ayy
Then I get up and go
Straight to the liquor store, bottle of woes, ayy
I don't got much but love
All of my homies are waiting outside, ayy
Yeah, know I'm ready to roll
Smoking on hundreds, I'm ready to die, ayy

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