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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Yung Gravy
Vocals
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Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Christian Dold
Christian Dold
Composer
Aaron Zuckerman
Aaron Zuckerman
Composer
Matthew Hauri
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
Brandon Stewart
Brandon Stewart
Composer
Alexander Gumuchian
Alexander Gumuchian
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Aaron Zuckerman
Aaron Zuckerman
Producer
Diamond Pistols
Diamond Pistols
Producer
Dale Becker
Dale Becker
Mastering Engineer
Jeff Ellis
Jeff Ellis
Mixing Engineer
Katie Harvey
Katie Harvey
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Noah McCorkle
Noah McCorkle
Assistant Mastering Engineer
Recorded by Zach Zurn at Carpet Booth Studios
Recorded by Zach Zurn at Carpet Booth Studios
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

(Uh) Goodness gracious Tito's got me beyond fucked up It's ostentatious Woke up beside who I fucked up We got good wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We rockin' Asics This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up Hold up, hold up Back in the whip, with the legs on up But the shit still drive though (shit's still drive though) Sippin' on a mule, with a nice Czech bitch But now I got vertigo (I'm tweaking) My moves make money Yeah me and Gravy got a pact like NATO (worldwide pussy) Thirty or less she can get this dick like Domino's Domino, domino, domino Add them all up, knock them down like dominos (woah) Pulled up with your bitch at 8 a.m Where she had been, you don't want to know (Gravy) Got the baddest bae, Guantanamo ('tanamo) Backpack, backpack, vámonos (vámonos) Hair slick back like Fabio (brr) Fuck my tеacher, honor roll Money wherе? Money there, money everywhere! I need that check, fair questionnaire I'm a millionaire I got that wet hair, don't care Y'all a bunch of squares I got her underwear, say a prayer Eat, pray, love, I'll hit it, then I'm out Goodness gracious Tito's got me beyond fucked up It's ostentatious Woke up beside who I fucked up We got good wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We rockin' Asics This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up Check the weather, make it rain Oops! It's a hurricane Yippee yah, yippee yay Think I'm sweating Gatorade Crash a plane, then get laid Now your bitch is M.I.A Paint my name up on a cake "Make a wish", I said "okay" (okay) Don't like white too much (nope) My wrist, it look like Christmas (Christmas) Got a track lady (run it), she gon' go the distance (distance) Taco Bell pay me (pay me) Baja Blast my business (business) Jeans, they too skinny (skinny) She still feel this stiffness Money wherе? Money there, money everywhere! I need that check, fair questionnaire I'm a millionaire I got that wet hair, don't care Y'all a bunch of squares I got her underwear, say a prayer Eat, pray, love, I'll hit it, then I'm out Goodness gracious Tito's got me beyond fucked up It's ostentatious Woke up beside who I fucked up We got good wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We rockin' Asics This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up Goodness gracious Tito's got me beyond fucked up It's ostentatious Woke up beside who I fucked up We got good wages Spent too much, I thought I fucked up We rockin' Asics This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
Writer(s): Aaron Zuckerman, Christian Michael Dold, Brandon Stewart, Alexander Gumuchian, Matthew Hauri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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