Yung Gravy - Finessery Lyrics

Gravy, Gravy, Gravy, Gravy

Shiver me timbers
I could tell you one thing
Your bitch is f*ckin' limber
I was just flexin' on Tinder
Now I'm eatin' booty for dinner
Gravy come through finesse the paper out your printer
Gravy come through finesse the frostin' off your fingers
Gravy come through finesse the snowflakes out your winter (yeah ho!)

'Cause it get cold like Minnesota
Gravy pull up like a baby in a stroller
With your bitch doin' yoga
Piped it up in the Toyota (yeah ho!)
Gravy come through finesse the crumbs out your granola (crunchy)
Gravy come through finesse the bubbles out your soda (bubbly)
Gravy come through finesse your girl out of a coma (slumped)

Ayy, shout out Ugly God, bruh
He inspired the hook on this song
He the hottest in the game right now, but he ugly
Kinda like your grandmother
Also shout out Yung Castor for this stupid ass beat
Shit hurts my feelings every time I f*ckin' hear it

I'm a f*ckin' savage (yeah ho!)
I was too faded and your bitch tried take advantage
Gravy make your mom vanish
Word to Houdini that's magic
Gravy come through finesse the turkey out your sandwich
Gravy just finessed Kansas City out of Kansas
Gravy just finessed all the water out Atlantis
Gravy done finesse all the thotties off your planet, goddammit