Pillow Fight (feat. VBND)

There's a Judas priest song called uh-uh, turbo lover Well, I call this turbo gravy, it's a spoof on that And it's basically taking gravy to the next level (Gravy train) Gravy on your bitch, no worries Look at my wrist, snow flurries Tryna get a feature, better hurry Your momma make a real nice curry Now I'm cookin', now I'm fuckin' cookin' Gravy in the kitchen, now everybody lookin' Just pass a boy a spatula 2018, you might see me on The Bachelor I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins Uh, your aunt like me 'cause I'm ticklish Roll up to her crib and she give me all the licorice I been a menace, yeah I been a menace Gravy all time most wanted by the dentist Treat your main bitch like lettuce Treat your main bitch like lettuce I treat your main bitch like lettuce Cover up the booty with the dressing Might be ranch or might be Italian Pull up to the party on a Maserati Stallion Ooh baby, that's horsepower Lather up your lady with the gravy in the shower Smelling like flowers, flexing after hours Hit yo' bitch with the one man, Eiffel Tower (holy shit) (And then add more gravy) (Gravy to gravy) (Of course, we need more gravy) I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins Gravy get close and your bitch get excited Face all delighted, looking like she tryna hide it I been on the fruit smoothie, cute booty diet If I made a Gravy Train movie, you would buy it You would buy it, everyone would cop it Your girlfriends name in my locket Bad bitch with me on my rocket And a lot of hundreds in my pocket Too many racks in my pants I'm just tryna walk, lookin' like I'm tryna dance, uh Speaking Guapanese when I'm moving out in France Gravy on the speakers, now these thotties tryna prance How about a mashed potato ice cream cone? What do you think about that? That's fun! Alright, you put a little scoop of gravy It can be room temperature because your hand kind of warms it up It's like a-a drum stick I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins