Songtext Gasoline, pt. 2 Yung Gravy

Gasoline, pt. 2

DJ Yung Vamp out in Belgium
French ass motherfucker
Smoke
We out here on tour baby (Skrr)
Bbno$ just got back from wiener schnitzel (Wiener schnitzel)
'Bout to stack this cheddar

Sippin' coffee black no creamer rather keep the stack
Whippin' in a flashy purple beamer Baby Gravy back
Drop top gettin' lucid top she's quite a dreamer (Yeah)
Cop a Gucci flop with a coupon no redeemer (Ayy)
With ya senorita (Bad bitch)
You can see the wrist dance like ballerina
You can see the pimp slap cause anesthesia
Only hit a fuckboy if I really needa (Skrr, skrr, skrr)
Your wifey want my doggy bone so I'ma have to treat her
Yeah she really 'bout my balls, we playing Quidditch she the seeker
So I slide to home plate, she call me Baby-no-Jeter
I did a show for 9k, yeah, I look like Vegeta

Ayy, never knew about Vegeta
I was growin' up gettin' vagina (Gettin' pussy)
Didn't have TV no Dragonball Z
Had to spend the day gettin' coochie (Super Sayan)
Never ever, would I ever, spend my cheddar
Yo momma way to easy, she said she really love the pleasure
Cop my self a, icy gettup, lay the pressure
New beretta, Gucci Seater
Gravy treat her better get her wetta then you eva gonna get her you could never come get her
Really can't wait till she get my letter (Letter)
Gettin' to the paper you a lil' shredder
Baby gravy really poppin' fuck you think we ever stopping
Backstage filled with moms feelin' like it's not that common
Markin' down the moms I've taken down (Ayy)
Tour the world Baby's been around
And your mom tryna pound every time we in town
If I come splash be safe don't drown
Bad new bitch real thick like Buddah (Like Buddah)
You a lil' shrimp I'm the Big Kahuna
You mid we are way cooler (Brrr)
I gave her ruler I am her tutor (Tutor)
My favorite restaurant of course is Hooter's
We actin' nonchalant with some cougars

Girl I'm too high, I'm too fly
All I know is that there's water on my wrist
And water on my bitch
Girl I'm too low, fuck a show
Let's get blown and we gonna make it in
We're gonna win again

You know, in every man life come a time where
You gotta think about that Big Mac you been ordering on the regular
And start taking a look at that Quarter Pounder
See this that Quarter Pounder musik, uh
Yeah

Smoke Spark out how?
Blunts the size of Lil Bow Wow now (Uh)
Now that's a Bow Wow challenge
I just want to chow her melons
She just wanna watch some Ellen
Degenerate, I generate a ton of hate
I been a dreamer so I ain't never one to wake
I grow herb so with shake I bake a ton of cake
Yeah
Eyes like Splinter, wrist like winter
Sleep at dinner
Play it like a winner and I'm God with the dope
Robe like a pope, high like a toad
And I'm drunk at my shows
And it shows and they know
Paper Squad on the gas and they glow (Uh)
Paper Squad on the gas and they glow
We gon' ride 'till the wheels hit the floor