Yung Gravy - Karen, Pt. 2

Uh, uh
Uh, uh

Gravy stole your bitch
Boy that's a disgrace, playing tennis with yo' girl
And that ass just got ace (sports)
Cover up that booty with the peppermint toothpaste
All I do is sweet talk, so all I get is tooth ache
Eating fettuccine with yo' bitch out in Napoli
Pulling fat hoes so they call me young gravity
Had to pipe yo' mom but she look just like a manatee
If I hit your granny then I hit the whole family
That's a tragedy

(Sitting in the park, waiting for you)

Posted at your crib and I'm eating all your snack packs
Yo momma's in the kitchen and she cheffing on some flapjacks
With the syrup

(Yes, I'm sitting right here)
(Waiting for you, my-)

In your backyard steady bronzing up my ass-crack
'Bout as tan as Akon, yo' mamma had to smack that
Boy leave me alone sh'es my best friend on Snapchat
Tossing dick pics just to get a little snapcash (ching)

Oh

Um, hey honey, it's mom
I was thinking we could have a little, uh
Thanksgiving style dinner tonight
Uh, Yung Gravy a.k.a Lil steamers gonna be here
I think he might sit in your spot but I can get you a pull up chair
We go turkey, mash potatoe,s um, of course a little gravy
Always gotta have some of that gravy

Written by:
Matthew Hauri

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