Yung Gravy - Early Afternoon Stroll lyrics

[Intro: Yung Gravy] Jason Rich on the beat Oh sh** [Verse 1: Yung Gravy] Why the flow so mean Your b**h heard of one so she got pipe dreams Boy quite clean, got a b**h Eileen, and I’m frozen like ice cream (Gravy) Said she on that Gravy Train, you can bet it’s permanent Now she on that Gravy Plane, hit her with the turbulence [Verse 2: bbno$] Turbulence Girly hop out I was down, but I’m just curvin’ it Mercelous, call the ambulance, booty an*lysis Check on my wrist, diamonds so fabulous, gold on my amulet Hazardous, I’m flexin’ extravagant, diamonds so scandalous [Verse 3: Yung Gravy] I’m in the kitchen with Bisquick I always stay with a thick chick I took her out on a picnic Told me that dick futuristic Got my wrist glowin’, boy I look like Ben 10 I got hoes in Shenzhen Smack yo face like Chen Zen [Verse 4: bbno$] Money so fake, they weren’t even bands Send me that yoga a**, give me some xans Finessin’ yo mom, I’m playin’ her friend Whippin’ up bands, baby I’m trained Ay, yo b**h be lookin’ like a Barbie, you ain’t even Ken And my wrist look like star it shine at nighttime like Big Ben [Verse 5: Yung Gravy] Got a new b**h, Bohemian Ain’t a whip that you won’t see me in I got so much sauce, b**h my race is Tortellini I been gettin’ breezy, but that jazz got me calmer Three strokes on your b**h, think I’m Arnold Palmer [Verse 6: bbno$] And your mommy up and down on me just like a teeter totter Big ‘ol scar, it come right down my forehead, Harry Potter Expelliarmus with the wrist Expelliarmus on a b**h Slowly came off with a flick of the wrist [?] [Verse 7: Yung Gravy] Step on and hit her like grip tape You not my b**h, you a bit late I got your mama in ship shape Laying that pipe to my mixtape Ooh, I take a step in the building, I’m icy, I’m chilling, I’m [?] Penicillin Makin’ a k**in’, [?], your mom at the crib and I’m drillin’ [Verse 8: bbno$] [?] Baby, baby [?] Course I be winnin’ with Gravy (Gravy) My diamonds be crusted with rubies, might bring your aunt to the movie Heard that she moody, why is she choosy Cause I’m a snack and she gave me the Scooby [Verse 9: Yung Gravy] Jug, jug, jug Finesse your parenthood Jug, jug, jug, jug, jug And I pull up on your mom and I give her them goods Juggin’ the same on your ex (ay) Juggin’ the way that I flex (ay) Juggin’ the way that I walk in the building, the first thing I do is get neck (ay) [Outro: Yung Gravy] Jason Rich on the beat baby