Yung Gravy

Yung Gravy – Alley Oop Lyrics

Alley Oop Lyrics Yung Gravy (feat. Lil Baby)


Aye Drunk in Atlanta
I’m at you crib with the pack like I’m Santa (Santa)
With a b**** from Havana
F*** with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull out you panic
Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woo)
I’m at Giuseppe
I’m in the back of the store gettin’ Becky (Woo)
B****

Baby!
This type of s*** that’s gon’ make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant that can’t be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me

(Like woo) B****, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b**** and I hang from the hoop
(Like woo) B****, Givenchy my suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop
(Woo, yeah) Think I’m no-winsky
I’m at your crib with mom sippin’ whiskey (Woo)
Gravy got love for the south (Baby)
I’ll fight your b**** at the Waffle House (Baby)
Think I’m Larry Bird, b****
Dunk on your b**** cervix
Talkin’ ’bout you heard s***
What you heard? B****

Ready my hip, pardon my drip
Reach in my pocket, I pull out your b****
Bentley my whip, came with the grip
Found out my b**** couldn’t fit
She f*****’ thick, b****

Drunk in Atlanta
I’m at you crib with the pack like I’m Santa (Woah)
With a b**** from Havana
F*** with the cream you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull out you panic
Ice on my wrist it took down the Titanic (Woah, b****)
I’m at Giuseppe
I’m in the back of the store gettin’ Becky
B****

Baby!
This type of s*** that’s gon’ make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant that can’t be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me

(Like woo) B****, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b**** and I hang from the hoop
(Like woo) B****, Burberry suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up alley oop
(Woo, yep) Think I’m Tim Duncan
How come your mom and your b**** call me pumpkin
(Woo, Hoe) Dip in the taxi
F*** on your b**** in the back of the Zaxby’s, b****

I don’t play games n****, know that
I just want to screw it like I Kodak
I done got the brain, you can come and get your hoe back
I can find a bag anywhere, f*** a Lojac
I just call the phone when I’m perkin’ ’bout the throwback
I’ma let my chain hang, everywhere I go at
I done been to chain gang, I don’t want to go back

These that hoopin’ s*** baby
You gotta break the p**** ankles baby
Dream shaker t******

(Like woo) B****, hop out the whip
Pull up I’m lookin’ like Tokyo Drift
(Whoa) B**** I got the gift
Scoop up your mama
Lil b**** in my Lyft
(Whoa) B**** Magic Johnson
Pull up I gave her that Magic Johnson
Yeah, I’m in the kitchen
B**** it’s Young Gravy
I’m splashin’ on Pippen


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