Welcome to Chilis - Yung Gravy, bbno$ & Rich Brian

Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Don't you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher I be cookin' up, I'm the young Betty Crocker (ooh) Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker Hannah Montana I got the juice, I got the Fanta I got the juice like a banana I got the juice like Tropicana I make gas, I got gelato I'ma splash, I'm like a bottle Got pizazz like it's my motto I'm tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado, and then I'ma smash (smash) Gravy got your boo though She sittin' in my jacuzzi (ooh) I think I need a few more Yeah, and if you got the Henny Pour it up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby" Yup, she said, "Yup", I said, "Yup" I pull (up), I clap (yup, yup, yup) Baby (I'ma hit it, baby) And if that bitch can clip her seatbelt On the first try, then she ain't my type (I need a thicky!) Gravy need a bitch with a ass so fat That it makes it hard to live her life (goddamn) And I'ma get the bands even if I don't want to If you smell like Black & Mild's, baby, I don't want you Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I'm fondue All of y'all been on one, congrats, bitch, I'm on two And she call me Papa Johns I got the sauce, baby Get the fuck off my lawn Now get lost, baby! Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost 80 bitches in my crib Runnin' through 'em, Randy Ross, baby Ooh Pussy Gravy Light the blunts up when I walk in the building (ooh) Gravy gettin' buck everytime I get up in it (ayy) Always pull up with a plethora of women I be like, "Yup, bitch, that's how I be livin'" And your bitch say, "What's up?" Ayy, she tryna get it "Gravy, let me fuck", ooh, I'll consider I ain't bust a nut in the last 30 minutes So I say, "Yup, babygirl, I'ma hit it I'ma hit it, baby"

Bussin'! Gravy, Y2K, that's bussin' Ouh Said I wasn't gonna hit? Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Shawty said she clean? (Huh) Uh, suspect Double wrap 'cause the ass rambunctious (rambunctious) Hair? Luscious Said she out my league, but I did her justice Lil' momma suck it up like she Kirby Horses in the whip like the Kentucky Derby (giddy up) I don't play golf, but I stay with the birdies Bitch I'm dumb cold, call me Mr. McFlurry Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'! Ran off with your bitch, I said "vamoose" (Who?) Fresh as hell, always in a tan suit Spittin' rhymes, gettin' dimes, call me Dr. Seuss Feel like lucky charms, bitch I got a pot o' loot Fuck that, runway I wear a gap Ghostride, one way, Cadillac Eat fresh, Subway with the pack Sippin' tea, with your love, young chap (shut the fuck up) Said I wasn't gonna hit (hit, hit, hit, woah) Fuck it Gravy always makin' rain, buckets Lil' momma said she clean? Don't trust it I might fuck around and start a ruckus, yeah Yoko with the yay? Bussin'! Time piece pink face? Bussin'! Chimichurri on a steak? Bussin'! And when I'm wit' yo bae? Bussin'!

I'ma tell you to your face boy Your mom a cougar Shawty serve me up, nah, feel like I'm at Hooters (Baby) I scoop then I dip, I be moving like an Uber Fresh out the clink cooking up, Martha Stewart Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) Slim dick ho', that's my honey (Yeah, yeah) Get the bread, get the stacks, get the money Shawty got the ass going dummy (Yeah, yeah) Get the bread, get the stacks, get the money Ayy, I'ma write a book, how to cook, like I'm Martha I just got the mink all pink, I'ma parka (Woah) Kick the Plain Jane and I turn into a sparkler Took yo main thing, ghost ride and I parked her Yuh, ayy, ooh, Gravy on me making hymns Thirty-thousand on my limbs Treat you like a pair of Timbs, you get scuffed (Woah) Get that coochie on a whim Give that girl the stuff like I'm Shaq jumping out the gym Ooh, ayy, I fucked my tutor, yeah, I'm flexed up Sit behind your bitch on her scooter I don't hit no groupies, baby, only fuck with cougars I'm a blond ho, self-made, call me Martha Stewart Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) I'm like Martha Stewart (Ooh), you like Stuart Little (Ayy) Gravy gon' serenade your sister on the fiddle (Pussy) Look down at my wrist, it's a high chance of drizzle (Pussy) Your whole gang hooked like the motherfucking Wiggles (Pussy) I'll be iced out, you can call me Kris Kringle (Ho) Can't nobody reach me, I'm the bottom of the Pringles Olive Garden hit me up to make they ass a jingle 'Til I found out the president of marketing was single (Man, I'm fucked) Ayy, ayy, ayy (Yo mom a cougar), ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy (Feel like I'm at Hooters), ayy (Baby) Ayy, ayy (Moving like an Uber), ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy (Fresh out the clink cooking up, Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart (Ayy), Martha Stewart (Ayy) Make maneuvers (Yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (Woah) Martha Stewart (Ayy), with some cougars (Baby) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart) Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart, (Ayy) It's Martha Stewart, (Martha Stewart) I had to do her (Martha Stewart) I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy I think I'm Martha Stewart (It's Martha Stewart) Martha Stewart, I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart), ayy Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart (Ayy)