Ayy, man, the, the fuck you mean
~#**************#~
You aint heard of no fuckin Lentra, the God?
~#**************#~
[Verse 1: Yung Gravy & bbno$]
~#**************#~
I got the drip drop, icy hot wrist, thats a ice pack (Uh)
~#**************#~
Think Im Tim Horton with the Ice Cap
~#**************#~
I used to get caught up with all these thots, forgot em
~#**************#~
I never second guess, I shoot my shots, I got em
~#**************#~
Its funny how I never check my watch, still got em
~#**************#~
Problems without Baby Gravy, we just solve them
~#**************#~
He aint got the loud pack, tell that boy to speak up (Speak up)
~#**************#~
New side bitch short and stout like a tea cup (Tea cup)
~#**************#~
I might get myself some fake tits, get some D-cups (Ayy, ayy)
~#**************#~
Just so I can flex on my ex, she got C-cups
~#**************#~
[Verse 2: bbno$]
~#**************#~
Check the patterns, we keep goin bananas
~#**************#~
I see you nanas slippin
~#**************#~
Watch the blue shell do some damage
~#**************#~
We in the back (Bitch)
~#**************#~
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 its good, yeah
~#**************#~
Shorty, you better be playin
~#**************#~
Sorry you misunderstood, yeah
~#**************#~
Baby, what the fuck you sayin
~#**************#~
Nothing good rhymes with good
~#**************#~
[Verse 3: Yung Gravy]
~#**************#~
(Woah)
~#**************#~
I could take a piss on a drum and the song would go dumb
~#**************#~
Anesthesiolo-wrist make ya shit go numb
~#**************#~
Get a freezie with ya bitch, buddy, you could be my son
~#**************#~
Yo mama lookin like a fee-fi-fo-fum-head-ass motherfucker
~#**************#~
Whats for supper? (Mmm)
~#**************#~
She must think that Im a sucker
~#**************#~
[Verse 4: Spark Master Tape]
~#**************#~
I stumble when I mumble, I look lazy, yeah
~#**************#~
Im in the Bay with Baby Gravy, feelin hazy, yeah
~#**************#~
Im finna get paid with the Paper Gang, we goin crazy, yeah
~#**************#~
Im boutta get laid with a bitch that cook that soup up daily, yeah
~#**************#~
Im in the Cadillac, bitches on, chicken soup, the dinner song
~#**************#~
Thick as fog, bitchs 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 yall aint want no smoke with the clique, nah
~#**************#~
Lose your gold rope to my bitch, yeah
~#**************#~
Tape and the name been the same
~#**************#~
Never fell off, on the way to a boat with them fellas
~#**************#~
On the gang
