Pouya, Yung Gravy - Bitch Again lyrics

[Pouya, Yung Gravy - Bitch Again lyrics]

Man, this pretty boy
TikTok motherfucker was close as
Hell to my face
Breath smellin' crazy, talkin' 'bout how
Bad his bitch is, i already knew
Woadie said, "Let's fuckin' rage, Gravy
What's the move tonight?"
I don't know, I might fuck your bitch again

Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again
Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again

Ayy, leave it up to me to nеver
Fail or cease to bust a nut
Shawty givе me plenty suck while
I pour my Henny up
Slidin' through Miami in that
Macchiato Bentley truck
Hit the MGM, once again
Your bitch gettin' fucked
She just call me Butterscotch
Got sluts and thots and bustin' guap
I'll bust a walk and flood a
Block, bitch, fuck the opps, bitch
Fuck the opps
And fuck you, don't care what you
Up to, all my hoes, i love you
I do what I must do, baby girl
I flex and I stack up all my checks
And I stunt up on my ex
And her ex and her next
'Cause it's motherfuck the rest
Except for my set gravy Train and Baby Bone
Hangin' from the net, bitch

Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again
Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again

Triple-black Mercedes, tinted windows
Can't see in the door
Riding through my city like Bruce Wayne (Yuh)
Choppa sing like Chief Keef
That bitch go bang bang
I been switchin' lanes
Since I already changed the game
Showed these kids how to make bread without
Bowing down to the man
Without compromising your sound
Without society bringing you down, yuh, yuh
Yuh got that rope around my neck
I'm swingin' like an orangutan
Yeah, I'm power-trippin'
Love it when they yell my name
Baby Bone, Baby Bone
You know "Suicidal Thoughts" has
Been my favorite song, yuh

You know I move in silence
I'm wildin' while I'm duckin' sirens
I'm violent when I'm off that molly
You got me feelin' like John Gotti
I'm cruisin' with my ho beside me, Miami
You know where to find me
Posted in my white Gucci
Loafers with the feathers, did you notice?

Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again
Baby Bone, what a waste
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
3 am, I'm wide awake
I'm fuckin' on your bitch again
You spendin' money on your date
I'm fuckin on your bitch again
Bitch, take a sip before I have
To hear you bitch again

Yuh, ayy, bitch again
Yuh, ayy, bitch, bitch again
Yuh, bitch again ayy, yuh, bitch again

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