[bbno$]
Go outside, touch grass
Go outside, touch grass
[bbno$ & Yung Gravy]
Sixty-three bitches in my crib, I ain't kissed one
Just got a check, it's a big one
Sixty-three cribs with a bitch in each one
Just hit the first sixty-threesome
Air force cheeks, Imma crease 'em, lace 'em
Bitch, you ain't slick, I don't pre-cum
Feeling braindead, need cerebrum
Now my dick tired, put a thumb in her bumbum
[ bbno$ & Yung Gravy]
I am for real, the way I rock round with my mill'
Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I'm droppin' out with a milf
Check out my wheels, drive itself yeah, I'm not too thrilled
Bitch, come to Brasil, kung fu bitch, Kill Bill
[bbno$ & Yung Gravy]
Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass
[bbno$ & Yung Gravy]
If the money come in crumbs then I'm breaded
Season in a print in a suit, double-breasted
Puffin' on the gas, unleaded
Halle Berry in my DMs, tryna get it
And I bought a Cali King just to wet it
Flex on a song with the eight hundred credit
Gravy train runnin' for the Senate
AOC reached out, might hit it
[ bbno$ & Yung Gravy]
I am for real, the way I rock round with my mill'
Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I'm droppin' out with a milf
Check out my wheels, drive itself, yeah, I'm not too thrilled
Bitch, come to Brasil, kung fu bitch, Kill Bill
[Yung Gravy & bbno$]
Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass
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