BABY GRAVY, Yung Gravy and bbno$ - Goodness Gracious

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Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up

Hold up (hold up)
Back in the whip with her legs on up, but that shit still drive though (shit still drive though)
Sippin' on a mule with a nice Czech bitch, but now I got vertigo (I'm tweakin')
My moves make money, yeah, me and Gravy got the pack like Nato (worldwide pussy)
Thirty or less, she can get this dick like Dominos

Domino, domino, domino
Line 'em all up, knock 'em down like dominos (oh)
Pull up with your bitch at 8:00 A.M.
Where she been? You don't wanna know (gravy)
Got the baddest bae, Guantanamo, backpack, backpack, vamanos (Guantanamo, vamanos)
Hair slicked back like Fabio, fucked my teacher, honor roll

Money, where? Money there, money everywhere
I need that cheque fair, questionnaire, I'm a millionaire
I got that wet hair, don't care, y'all a bunch of squares
I got her underwear, say a prayer, eat, pray, love, I hit it, then I'm out

Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up

This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up
This shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up

Check the weather, make it rain, oops, it's a hurricane
Yippee yah, yippee yay, think I'm sweating Gatorade
Crash a plane, then get laid, now your bitch is M.I.A.
Paint my name upon her cake, make a wish, I said, "Okay" (okay)

Don't like white too much? My wrist, it looks like Christmas (Christmas)
Got a track lady? She gon' go the distance (run it, distance)
Taco Bell pay me, Baja Blast my business (pay me, business)
Jeans ain't too skinny, she still feel the stiffness (skinny)

Money, where? Money there, money everywhere
I need that cheque fair, questionnaire, I'm a millionaire
I got that wet hair, don't care, y'all a bunch of squares
I got her underwear, say a prayer, eat, pray, love, I hit it, then I'm out

Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up

Goodness gracious, Tito's got me beyond fucked up
It's ostentatious, woke up beside who I fucked up
We got good wages, spent too much, I thought I fucked up
We rockin' ASICS, this shit go so hard, damn, it's fucked up

Written by:
Aaron Zuckerman, Alex Gumuchian, Christian Dold, Matthew Hauri

Publisher:
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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