HBO - Yung Gravy: Song Lyrics, Music Videos & Concerts

HBO

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Hip-Hop/Rap

HBO was released on April 24, 2026 by BMG Rights Management (US) LLC as a part of the album HBO - Single

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OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Music Video

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS

Yung Gravy

Vocals

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Christian M. Dold

Christian M. Dold

Songwriter

Matthew Hauri

Songwriter

Nicholas Fulsher

Nicholas Fulsher

Songwriter

Pierre Piccioni

Pierre Piccioni

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Diamond Pistols

Diamond Pistols

Producer

Yung Vamp

Producer

Lyrics

[Intro]

HBO

Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious

Damn son

[Chorus]

I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby

True baby, I can't fuck with you boohoo, baby

Whoa baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby

Whoa baby, whoa. baby, she just wanna (Oh baby)

Gas what I smoke, baby

I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby

Hella bitches on me, H.B.O.

I'm always gettin' paid, P.T.O.

[Verse 1]

And she cook for me, clean for me, get the script for me

Act lonely, but when she with me put that neck on me

Macaroni in pot the way I stir it up

Sound like we were makin' mac and cheese, we just makin' love

Woo, bitch, first name "Papi"

Middle name "Get the Change", last name "HAURI", truly

But call me Versace

So much sauce, bitch, I bleed teriyaki

And I'm still tryna fuck Kehlani

Got some rich pussy, had to join Illuminati

It's all good though, I done learned me Karate

Make a bitch fold 'cause I can, Origami

Oh, oh, Hibachi

On god bitch, Walahi

Mm, Yahtzee, aye, ooh

[PreChorus]

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smo-

[Chorus]

I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby

True baby, I can't fuck with you boohoo, baby

Whoa baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby

Whoa baby, whoa. baby, she just wanna (Oh baby)

Gas what I smoke, baby

I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby

Hella bitches on me, H.B.O.

I'm always gettin' paid, P.T.O.

[Verse 2]

I said fuck it, I'm tryna win before I kick the bucket

Hate it or love it, I'm in the game until I'm 50 somethin'

And from the jump, got that rump, your bitch made the muffins

I'm known to cook, peep the hook, Easy Bake Oven

I just bought a wrist for like 80k

I just got your bitch to the crib and slayed

Overnight shippin', baby, no delay

I'm the mail man, posted with your ho today

I'm on U.P.S.! Undisputed Pimp Shit

Limp wrist, Mr. Postman to these bitches

She gave the envelope a lick and I ship dick

Your bitch got the flat rate box, baby, tisk tisk

Get your ass mollywhopped

Right outside the coffee shop

If you like to talk, talk, talk, talk

She treat me like a lollipop

Narnia my pocket watch

Shawty on Cthulhu with the sloppy top, ooh

[PreChorus]

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smoke, baby

Gas what I smo-

[Chorus]

I'm a vanilla in the fuckin' coupe, finna pull up on your boo, baby

True baby, I can't fuck with you boohoo, baby

Whoa baby, pull up on your thot, she gon' fold, baby

Whoa baby, whoa. baby, she just wanna (Oh baby)

Gas what I smoke, baby

I walk in the door, better hide your ho, baby

Hella bitches on me, H.B.O.

I'm always gettin' paid, P.T.O.

Written by: Christian Dold, Matthew Hauri, Nicholas Fulsher, Pierre Piccioni

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