收聽BABY GRAVY的Go Bananas (Explicit)歌詞歌曲

Go Bananas (Explicit)

BABY GRAVY, Yung Gravy, bbno$, Spark Master Tape2020年2月14日

Go Bananas (Explicit) 歌詞

Go Bananas (Explicit) - BABY GRAVY/Yung Gravy/bbno$/Spark Master Tape

Lyrics by:Alexander Gumuchian/Matthew Hauri/Spark Master Tape

Composed by:Garreth Taylor Hartnell

Ayy man the the f**k you mean

You ain't heard of no f**kin' Lentra the God

I got the drip drop icy hot

Wrist that's a ice pack uh

Think I'm Tim Horton with the Ice cap

I used to get caught up

With all these thots forgot 'em

I never second guess I shoot my shot I got 'em

It's funny how I never check my watch still got 'em

Problems without Baby Gravy we just solve 'em

He ain't got the loud pack tell that boy speak up

Speak up

New side b***h short and stout like a tea cup tea cup

I might get myself some fake tits get some D-cups ayy ayy

Just so I can flex on my ex she got C-cups

Check the patterns we keep goin' bananas

I see you nanas slippin'

Watch the blue shell do some damage

We in the back b***h

We passin' six five four

Three two one yeah now we in the front

So I spent a big check on a car

Yeah I would if I could yeah

Everything I make is hard

You will like it 'cause it's good yeah

Shorty you better be playin'

Sorry you misunderstood yeah

Baby what the f**k you sayin'

Nothing good rhymes with good

Good good good

Woah

I could take a piss on a drum

And the song would go dumb

Anesthesiolo-wrist make ya s**t go numb

Get a freezie with ya b***h buddy you could be my son

Yo mama lookin' like a fee-fi-fo-fum-head-ass motherf**ker

What's for supper mmm

She must think that I'm a sucker

I stumble when I mumble I look lazy yeah

I'm in the Bay with Baby Gravy feelin' hazy yeah

I'm finna get paid with the Paper Gang we goin' crazy yeah

I'm 'boutta get laid with a b***h

That cook that soup up daily yeah

I'm in the Cadillac b***hes on chicken soup the dinner song

Thick as fog b***hes leg lookin' like a cricket dog

Kill 'em off whip it off chillin' like a villain dog

Built a bong out of aluminium and a Cinnabon

And y'all ain't want no smoke with the clique nah

Lose your gold rope to my b***h yeah

Tape and the name been the same

Never fell off on the way to a boat with them fellas

On the gang

 

On the gang frriq frriq frriq