C’est La Vie Lyrics – Yung Gravy
Uh, ***, I’m 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching “Stand By Me” (Cute)
This *** ain’t free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Tall ***, I Attack on Titan
Need to find a VP like Biden
Trap that purp in the gold like a viking (Uh)
Double cup ice like Tampa Lightning
Double cup, ain’t no lean
Only sip syrup when I’m with Chief Keef
Play clean, pipe Christine
I pipe correct, I’m so P.C.
Go to the club but I don’t even drink
I don’t know what to think
Got a girl with me
And we popped in the kitchen
*** on hard, my nuts on a mission
And I got cash, they got coins in my mileage
E-D-D your credit looking childish
Sugar-free [?] turn into my ***
She got lace [?] nut on her iris (Nut on her iris?)
Bored in the morning, yeah, just like a virus
Tounge game [?] talking no Cyrus
Pull up on the booty, yeah, we some pirates
I don’t know why, we got huge privates (Woah)
I guess we kinda blessed, I can’t complain about it (Uh)
Everyday I get another check, I won’t complain about it
***, I’m 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching “Stand By Me” (Cute)
This *** ain’t free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Bubble bath and a bucket of cash
When your *** said “Gravy, put it in my ass”
Lets run it (Uh) cause you [?]
Well I guess I’ll be a gentleman that’s bout to smash
But then you gotta help me smoke some gas
And count some cash and trap some [?]
And then I need a ride to my cooking class
Gravy train (Choo-choo!) on that ass
[?]
***, I’m a king, you a peasant and a [?] (***)
Chillin’ with a ***, life like an IMAX
*** grammar one time, no syntax
*** real hard, yeah, I’m horny for the big racks
*** my nuts, she can juice my gonads
Baby-yes-bucks, yeah, Selena Gomez
Always make big moves, last name nomad
Troll so much, made a song called “u mad!”
Next bar Gravy says I wrote, he mad
Ooh, ay
Baby, c’est la vie
Finger-lickin’ good like it’s KFC
I learned to count to mil’ before my ABCs
*** your doll ’til A, your *** ate my D
***, I’m 21 but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies watching “Stand By Me” (Cute)
This *** ain’t free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie
Woo-woo, c’est la vie