Yung Gravy - Alley Oop lyrics

Aye Drunk in Atlanta I'm at you crib with the pack like I'm Santa (Santa) With a b**h from Havana f** with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out you panic Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woo) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky (Woo) b**h Baby! This type of sh** that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) b**h, hop out the coupe Dunk on your b**h and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) b**h, Givenchy my suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yeah) Think I'm no-winsky I'm at your crib with mom sippin' whiskey (Woo) Gravy got love for the south (Baby) I'll fight your b**h at the Waffle House (Baby) Think I'm Larry Bird, b**h Dunk on your b**h cervix Talkin' 'bout you heard sh** What you heard? b**h Ready my hip, pardon my drip Reach in my pocket, I pull out your b**h Bentley my whip, came with the grip Found out my b**h couldn't fit She f**in' thick, b**h Drunk in Atlanta I'm at you crib with the pack like I'm Santa (Woah) With a b**h from Havana f** with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby) I pull out you panic Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woah, b**h) I'm at Giuseppe I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky b**h Baby! This type of sh** that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo) I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo) She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah) I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo) b**h, hop out the coupe Dunk on your b**h and I hang from the hoop (Like woo) b**h, Burberry suit Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop (Woo, yep) Think I'm Tim Duncan How come your mom and your b**h call me pumpkin (Woo, Hoe) Dip in the taxi f** on your b**h in the back of the Zaxby's, b**h I don't play games n***a, know that I just want to screw it like I Kodak I done got the brain, you can come and get your hoe back I can find a bag anywhere, f** a Lojac I just call the phone when I'm perkin' 'bout the throwback I'ma let my chain hang, everywhere I go at I done been to chain gang, I don't want to go back These that hoopin' sh** baby You gotta break the p**y ankles baby Dream shaker titties (Like woo) b**h, hop out the whip Pull up I'm lookin' like Tokyo Drift (Whoa) b**h I got the gift Scoop up your mama Lil b**h in my Lyft (Whoa) b**h Magic Johnson Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson Yeah, I'm in the kitchen b**h it's Young Gravy I'm splashin' on Pippen