Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Yung Gravy
Vocals
Kevin Brown
Kevin Brown
Background Vocals
Lil Baby
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dominique Jones
Dominique Jones
Songwriter
Matthew Hauri
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lakim Bryant
Lakim Bryant
Producer
Märvel
Märvel
Producer
Big Gator BOSSMAN.
Big Gator BOSSMAN.
Producer
Tee-WaTT
Tee-WaTT
Producer
Jason Rich
Jason Rich
Producer
Ryan West
Ryan West
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Ay, drunk in Atlanta I'm at your crib with the pack like I'm Santa With a bitch from Havana Fuck with the crew, you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out, you panic Ice on my wrist, it took down the Titanic (Woo) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky (Woo) Bitch (Baby) This type of shit that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the coupe Dunk on your bitch and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) Bitch, Givenchy my suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yeah) Think I'm no-winsky I'm at your crib with your mom sipping whiskey (Woo) Gravy got love for the south I fuck your bitch at the Waffle House (Baby) Think I'm Larry Bird, bitch Dunk on your bitch cervix Talkin' about you heard shit What you heard? Bitch Ready my hip, pardon my drip Reach in my pocket, I pull out your bitch Bentley my whip, came with the grip Found out my bitch couldn't fit She fuckin' thick, bitch Ay, drunk in Atlanta I'm at your crib with the pack like I'm Santa With a bitch from Havana Fuck with the crew, you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out, you panic Ice on my wrist, it took down the Titanic (Woo) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store getting Becky (Woo) Bitch (Baby) This type of shit that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the coupe Dunk on your bitch and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) Bitch, Burberry suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yep) Think I'm Tim Duncan How come your mom and your bitch call me pumpkin (Woo, Hoe) Dip in the taxi Fuck on your bitch in the back of the Zaxby's, bitch I don't play games nigga, know that I just want to screw it like I Kodak I done got the brain, you can come and get your hoe back I can find a bag anywhere, fuck a Lojac I just call the phone when I'm perking about the throwback I'ma let my chains hang everywhere I go at I done been to chain gang, I don't want to go back These that hoopin' shit, baby Yeah I break the pussy ankles, baby Dream shaker titties (Like woo) Bitch, hop out the whip Pull up I'm looking like Tokyo Drift (Woo) Bitch I got the gift Scoop up your mama Lil bitch in my Lyft (Woo) Bitch Magic Johnson Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson Yeah, I'm in the kitchen Bitch it's Young Gravy I splash like I'm Pippen
Writer(s): Dallas Frazier Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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