Justin Bieber Wrist
Yung Gravy, bbno$
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Ayy man, the, the f*ck you mean You ain't heard of no fuckin' Lentra, the God? (Jason Rich on the beat, bitch) And yo girl's on my woody like a beaver Think it's a holiday told her I'm on the way And I gotta do things I might leave her I don't got time today find a way to get paid I be ridin' down the street though In the Jeep And yo mama on the creep though She a tweak I be posted with a freak hoe Big ol' freak Gravy why don't you make your teeth gold? I got nice teeth (uh) Bitch I be in that coochie and that shit my happy place It put a smile on my face that none of you pussies can erase And that's yo girl in this case And I know you wanna hate But just wait you're doing great You ain't do shit and you made my day I evade the police ridin' on a pony Angelina Jolie said she tryna bone me These phonies They think I'm holy They tryna clone me I'ma keep the cheese y'all can have the macaroni We makin' hits and I think they gonna last Seiko on my wrist watchin' all this time pass Coolin with yo bitch and she said my dick gas Gave her lil' tip and she still wanted my cash And yo girl's on my woody like a beaver Think it's a holiday told her I'm on the way And I gotta do things I might leave her I don't got time today find a way to get paid I be ridin' down the street though In the Jeep And yo mama on the creep though She a tweak I be posted with a freak hoe Big ol' freak Gravy why don't you make your teeth gold? I got nice teeth (uh) Find us on a yacht on some Noah's ark shit My lady is a brainiac of course I bust quick Feelin' hypothermic so I bought a cold wrist Wherever I go I shoot my shot and it's a swish (yeah) Yo girlfriend lookin' like a three outta ten I gotta ten outta ten I got my mind on my M's I'm glad it finally makes sense and now I'm doin' my dance Yeah, this life's hittin' different when yo pants full of bands Thought she was a diva Lil' diva Now she treat me like I'm Justin Bieber Wrist Aquafina In the freezer Yo bitch got the Baby Gravy fever And yo girl's on my woody like a beaver Think it's a holiday told her I'm on the way And I gotta do things I might leave her I don't got time today find a way to get paid I be ridin' down the street though In the Jeep And yo mama on the creep though She a tweak I be posted with a freak hoe Big ol' freak Gravy why don't you make your teeth gold? I got nice teeth (uh)
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Written by: Alexander Gumuchian, Garrett Hartnell, Maneesh Bidaye, Matthew Hauri
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