Yung Gravy, bbno$ - Justin Bieber Wrist lyrics
bbno$ [Alexander Leon Gumuchian] Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada 🇨🇦
[Yung Gravy, bbno$ - Justin Bieber Wrist lyrics]
You ain't heard of no fuckin' Lentra
The God? Jason Rich on the beat, bitch
And your girl's on my woody like a beaver
Think it's a holiday
Told her I'm on the way (Uh)
And I gotta do things, I might leave her
I don't got time today
Find a way through the pain
I be ridin' down the street though in a Jeep
And your mama on the creep though
She a tweak
I be postin' with a freak ho, big ol' freak
Gravy watchin', make your teeth go
I got nice teeth
Bitch, I be in that coochie and
That shit my happy place
It put a smile on my face that
None of you pussies can replace
I'm with your girl in this case
And I know you wanna hate
But just wait, I'm doin'
Great, ain't do shit, you made my day
I evade the police ridin' on a pony
Angelina Jolie said she tryna bone me
These phonies, they think I'm holy
They tryna chrome me i'ma keep the cheese
Y'all can have the macaroni
We make hit's and I think they gonna last
Seiko on my wrist
Watchin' all this time pass
Pullin' with your bitch and she
Say my dick gas gave her a little chip
And she still wanted in my cash
And your girl's on my woody like a beaver
Think it's a holiday, told her I'm on the way
(Uh)
And I gotta do things, I might leave her
I don't got time today
Find a way through the pain
I be ridin' down the street though in a Jeep
And your mama on the creep though
She a tweak
I be postin' with a freak ho, big ol' freak
Gravy watchin', make your teeth go
I got nice teeth
Find us on a yacht like some Noah ark shit
My lady is a braniac, of 'course I bust quick
Feeling hypothermic, so I bought a cold wrist
Wherever I go, I shoot my
Shots and it's a swish, yuh
Your girlfriend lookin' like a
Three outta ten
I got a ten outta ten, I got my mind on my Ms
I'm glad it finally makes sense
And now I'm doin' my dance
Yeah, this life's hittin' different when
Your pad's full of bands, yeah
Thought she was a diva, lil' diva
Now she treat me like I'm Justin Bieber
Wrist Aquafina, in the freezer
Your bitch got the Baby Gravy fever
And your girl's on my woody like a beaver
Think it's a holiday, told her I'm on the way
(Uh)
And I gotta do things, I might leave her
I don't got time today
Find a way through the pain
I be ridin' down the street though in a Jeep
And your mama on the creep though
She a tweak
I be postin' with a freak ho, big ol' freak
Gravy watchin', make your teeth go
I got nice teeth