[Intro: Yung Gravy]
d.a. got that dope
Woo! Woo! Woo!
Playa, woah! Playa, ayy! Playa, ayy!
Yeah-yeah, ayy! Woah! Ayy, yeah-yeah!
[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
I feel like a prince when I back in Minnesota
Green and red Gucci on me, feeling like a Joker
Feel like Chief Keef when I'm riding [?] rover
I feel like I’m you every time your bitch come over
I'm back in the kitchen, she [?] on my pigeon
Full my position, I got [?] money decisions (ayy, ayy)
[?] my life like a mission
Smash your bitch: "nine-one-one, it's been a collision" (ayy, ayy)
I’m losing my vision [?]
Bitch it's Yung Gravy, I got the sauce by definition
[Pre-Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Get money! Stack bread!
Stack cheese! Mozza-rella!
[Verse 2: Unknown Artist]