Kathleen - Yung Gravy, Ugly God

Go 'head, O

Oh, ay, ay, ay

Gravy Train

Danny, I see you

Uh, Yung Gravy on the gas

I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch)

Flash flood every time they bring my name up

I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)

It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups

Ay, and your mama get nexted

Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit

Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it

Ay, god damn that’s aggressive

Ay, this some heat shit lil bitch

Working out with some freaky bitches doing freak dips

Tandem bike wit yo mama told her she could keep it

Gravy get it poppin bitch I think I’m Pop Secret

Yeah I’m that clean

Gravy so sick bitch I think I need a vaccine

Yo mama getting Gravy withdrawals like I’m caffeine

Now I got a new bitch, think her name is Kathleen

Must be Kathleen

Matter fact, now I think about it might be Maxine

I’m in the backseat

Pull up on your mama in the Asics like an athlete

I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up

Flash flood every time they bring my name up

I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)

It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups

Ay, and your mama get nexted

Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit

Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it

Ay, god damn that’s aggressive

Booty gang captain bitch my swag is so atrocious

I pull up on yo bitch and leave her hopeless I’m ferocious

I don’t drive a Rarri but I pull up in a Focus

Ima fuck yo bitch and I split the ocean like I’m Moses

Wait hold up

Get the fuck up out my face give me a break, hold up

Ay, she gon cook me steak and say my grace, hold up

I put some gravy on her plate she love the taste, hold up

I touched your granny then I rub it in in your face, hold up

I play sick so I could flirt with all the nurses, ay

Take yo bitch and leave you hurt because I’m perfect, ay

Imma drip and she gon squirt and leave me surfin', ay

She gon suck my dick in cursive, ay

I got MILF’s at my meet n greet, I think I came up (bitch)

Flash flood every time they bring my name up

I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she changed up (whoa)

It’s all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups

Ay, and your mama get nexted

Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit

Fuck on all yo exes, just so I can flex it

Ay, damn that’s aggressive

Chef-boy flexing like the Pillsbury dough

Pull up on ya ho

Turn off the lights and i glow

Paula Abdul with the flow (whoa)

Lately i been rapping fast but I’m driving slow

And lately I been clapping ass at the grocery store

I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde hair that don’t belong there

I think that weave needa get cut, need some lawn care

My timepiece freeze every time I put it on there

And everytime yo mama through she fold like a lawn chair

Whoo, yeah you know that chick foldin'

And then she cook the muffins up until that shit golden

I shine that booty up before I slide, like I’m bowlin'

Ice on my wrist 'cause that whippin' got it swollen