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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Yung Gravy
Vocals
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bbno$
Vocals
Rich Brian
Rich Brian
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Hauri
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
Alexander Gumuchian
Alexander Gumuchian
Songwriter
Brian Soewarno
Brian Soewarno
Songwriter
Christian Dold
Christian Dold
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diamond Pistols
Diamond Pistols
Producer
Anthony Kronfle
Anthony Kronfle
Mixing Engineer
Dave Kutch
Dave Kutch
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Ayy, uh Bitch, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (what?) Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand By Me" (cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Tall bitch, I Attack on Titan Need a fine VP like Biden Trap that purp in the gold like a Viking (uh) Double cup ice like Tampa Lightning Double cup, ain't no lean Only sip syrup when I'm with Chief Keef Play clean, pipe Christine I pipe correct, I'm so P.C. Go to the club but I don't even drink I don't know what to think Got a girl with me And we pop in the kitchen Dick all hard, my nuts on a mission I got cash, they got coins in my milеage E-D-D, your credit looking childish Your girlfriend just changеd her name to my bitch She got LASIK, I nut on her iris (nut on her iris?) Bored in the morning, yeah, just like a virus Tongue game nerdy, ain't talking no Cyrus Pull up on the booty, yeah, we some pirates I don't know why, we got huge privates (whoa) I guess we're kinda blessed, I can't complain about it (uh) Every day I get another check, I won't complain about it Bitch, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (what?) Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand By Me" (cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Bubble bath and a bucket of cash When your bitch said "Gravy, put it in my ass" Let's run it (uh) 'cause you kindly asked And I guess I'll be a gentleman and bust a smash But then you gotta help me smoke some gas And count some cash and trap some hash And then I need a ride to my cooking class Gravy train choo-choo on that ass Starin' at a meteor the whip come fair Bitch, I'm a king, you a peasant in the barracks (bitch) Chillin' with a pornstar, life like an IMAX Fuck grammar one time, no syntax Cock real hard, yeah, I'm horny for the big racks Crack my nuts, she can juice my gonads Baby-yes-bucks, yeah, Selena Gomez Always make big moves, last name nomad Troll so much, made a song called "u mad!" Next bar Gravy says I wrote, he mad Ooh, ayy Baby, c'est la vie Finger-lickin' good like it's KFC I learned to count a mil' before my ABCs Fuck your doll 'til A, your bitch ate my D Bitch, I'm 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (what?) Cuddle with the homies watching "Stand By Me" (cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Writer(s): Christian Michael Dold, Alexander Gumuchian, Matthew Hauri, Brian Imanuel Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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