Touch Grass - BABY GRAVY/Yung Gravy/bbno$
Lyrics by：Matthew Hauri/Alex Gumuchian
Composed by：Ari Starace/Garrett Hartnell/Sheldon Yu-Ting Cheung
Go outside touch grass
Go outside touch grass
Sixty-three ******* in my crib
I ain't kissed one
Just got a check it's a big one
Sixty-three cribs with a ***** in each one
Just hit the first sixty-threesome
Air force cheeks I'ma crease 'em lace 'em
***** you ain't slick I don't pre-cum
Feeling braindead need cerebrum
Now my d**k tired put a some bumbum
I am for real the way I walk 'round with my mil'
Ooh I feel like Pharrell
I'm droppin' out with a milf
Check out my wheels drive
It yourself yeah I'm not too thrilled
***** come to Brazil kung fu ***** Kill Bill
Go outside touch grass
Go inside touch a*s
Go outside touch grass
Go inside touch a*s
If the money come in crumbs then I'm breaded
C's on a print in a suit double-breasted
Puffin' on the gas unleaded
Halle Berry in my DMs tryna get it
And I bought a Cali King just to wet it
Flex on a song with a eight hundred credit
Gravy train runnin' for the Senate
AOC reached out might
I am for real the way
I walk 'round with my mil'
Ooh I feel like Pharrell
I'm droppin' out with a milf
Check out my wheels
Drive it yourself yeah
I'm not too thrilled
Come to Brazil
Kung fu Kill Bill
Go inside touch
Go outside touch grass
Go inside touch
Go outside touch grass
