- The Boys Are Back In Town 歌詞 TrippyThaKid Ramirez Yung Gravy Pouya
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- Pouya The Boys Are Back In Town 歌詞
- TrippyThaKid Ramirez Yung Gravy Pouya
- [Intro: Yung Gravy]
Ayy
[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
*****, Im dead fresh, I might pull up in a casket
You be lookin sweet like a * ***in fruit basket
Spit a couple raps, I get a check and Johnny Cash it
I smash it, I let your mama ride my sunglasses
[Verse 2: TrippyThaKid]
Dont think nobody gonna **** with me like I do
Look at me killin it, mother****ers always talkin, but damnit, Im high too
That means I dont give a ****
[Verse 3: Yung Gravy]
Yeah, I wanna stunt
I make your salary thrice in a month
I pay your daddy to roll up my blunts
And he blow your allowance to pay for my lunch
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
You aint with the shits, you aint with the shits, you aint with the shits
You aint with the shits, RAMIREZ with your ***** (Woah )
[Verse 4: RAMIREZ]
Ride in the back of the trunk with the pump, with a mask covering my face
Double the Glock cause I rip through the flesh
Inside of the Cutty with thing on my waist
Kick in the door, point me to the safe
****in the posters up with all the bass
Heat-seeking missiles, I load up and hit you
I carry the coffin and drop it in grave (Ho)
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
You aint with the shits, you aint with the shits, you aint with the shits
You aint with the shits, Pouya with your *****
[Verse 5: Pouya]
Im in my zone, Im in my element, thats daily regiment
Im pullin up to Gravys mamas house with perfect etiquette, lil *****
(Hey Mom, look, the boys are back in town)
[Verse 6: Yung Gravy]
Lil *****, **** that
They been tryna kill me cause my bucks fat
My new ***** so thick that I got lost up in the buttcrack
[Verse 7: TrippyThaKid]
Im ready to give my guns back
Hop back in the ring and I run that
Rid of them off that love pack
Im bout to be gettin my funds back
[Verse 8: RAMIREZ]
Smokin up on that swamp sack
Cut back in the Lac off the Prozac
Pimpin these *****es, Im breakin em off as they hangin up off my nutsack
[Verse 9: Pouya]
Baby Bone got a bone to pick with you, yeah
Hold up, Ricky Bobby, Im jacked up on Mountain Dew, yeah
[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
You aint with the shits, you aint with the shits, you aint with the shits
You aint with the shits, Trippy with your *****
[Verse 10: TrippyThaKid, Yung Gravy, & RAMIREZ]
Mozzarella, marinara
Put that shit up on my pasta
I just got the Panamera, uh
Only flexing cause I gots to
Bought some dope and made it water
Shark Boy, Taylor Lautner
Come for your mother and daughter
Puffin the indica harder
[Interlude: Pouya]
I just ****ed your ***** in the back of my 96 DeVille (Woah, woohoo)
[Verse 11: Yung Gravy ]
*****, Im dead fresh, I might pull up in a casket
You be lookin sweet like a ****in fruit basket
Feel like Im Houdini when your sister let me smash it
I dive up in the coochie handcufeed for ten minutesBlindfolded, then escape, that's magic
*****
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