Yung Gravy – Frosting Lyrics (feat. Jay Storm)

[Intro: Jay Storm & Yung Gravy]
Look my chain look goddamn like
Yuh, ayy, Lil' Whatcha-Call-It, Lil' Disaster, ayy
Gravy
Bitch, ayy
Wrist flash, paparazzi, hey
Stain, ayy, yuh, yuh (Alright, yuh)

[Verse 1: Jay Storm]
I be with them bitches, they be geekin' (I be with them bitches, they be geekin')
Yuh, yuh, I will neva' fall so f*ck a season (I will neva' fall, yuh)
Call me Papa Storm, she Puerto Rican (Yeah, she bad as hell)
Ooh, ayy, try me or my set we [?] ([?], yuh, ayy, yuh)
Call me Lil' Disaster 'bout my guala (Call me Lil' Disaster, 'bout my guala, yuh)
Bitch, I need a Bentley, f*ck a Charger (Yuh, skrr skrr)
Say he got a problem with my partner (Yuh, say he got a problem with my partner)
We gon' come and find you like Osama (We gon' come and find you)
Lil' Storm, I'm known to kill a p*ssy (Lil' Storm, I'm known to kill, yuh)
Ridin' in that Chevy smokin' cookie (Ayy, skrr, skrr skrr)
Yuh, ayy, I was skippin' class and playin' hookey (Yeah, I was skippin' class and playin')
Yuh, now I need a thousand just to book me (Ayy, yuh, just a couple, ayy)
Yeah, you will neva' see me cuff a thot (You can neva' see me cuff a thot)
Ayy, you can't see the time, yeah saw my watch (Ayy, ayy bloaw, ayy)
Ayy, I just put an eighth inside my door, yuh (Ayy, I just put a eigth of that gas)
Motherf*ck the law 'cause I'ma spar, yeah, ayy (Motherf*ck the law 'cause I'ma spar)
[Bridge: Yung Gravy]
f*ckin' with my partner, we gon' find you like Osama (Like Osama)
I always roll with three women like I was Obama (Ice)

Flexin' on your mama
Gravy all on her pyjamas
I'ma pull off in that Honda
While I'm f*ckin' up some commas (Shit)

[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Got them pearly whites, 'cause I'm flossin'
Always with your bitch, it get so exhaustin'
Saucin', saucin'
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' awesome
Saucin', saucin'
I pull up with the frostin'
Gravy and Lil' Storm, proceed with caution
See my side bitch, I play dead like an opossum
Saucin', saucin'
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' awesome
Saucin', saucin'
I pull up with the frostin'

[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
I don't like a bitch if her face look scary (Nope)
Pull up with that frostin' and its flavor strawberry (Mmm)
Know that shit nutritious, you gotta get your dairy (Ayy)
You can't be my wife but you can be my secretary (Ayy)
Yeah, you know Gravy praise that booty like it's holy (Holy)
Bitch, I be saucin' like a bowl of ravioli ('Oli)
Every time I pull up, it's a f*ckin' ceremony (Scooby)
And that booty round just like Rolie Polie Olie (Shit)
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Got them pearly whites, 'cause I'm flossin'
Always with your bitch, it get so exhaustin'
Saucin', saucin'
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' awesome
Saucin', saucin'
I pull up with the frostin'
Gravy and Lil' Storm, proceed with caution
See my side bitch, I play dead like an opossum
Saucin', saucin'
Bitch, I'm f*ckin' awesome
Saucin', saucin'
I pull up with the frostin'

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