This track is a lively and energetic representation of the artists' carefree lifestyle and their ascent in the music industry. BABY GRAVY, Yung Gravy, and bbno$ use playful metaphors and references to depict their lavish lives, filled with parties, wealth, and occasional drama. The recurring chorus suggests a disregard for negativity, focusing instead on enjoying life's pleasures. The song also reflects on their journey to fame, hinting at the superficiality that often accompanies success. Despite this, they maintain an upbeat tone throughout the song. Their lyrics are a testament to their confidence and unwavering ambition as they continue to make waves in the music scene. #LivingLarge #RiseToStardom
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Lyrics
So she got that booty poppin' like it's bubblegum, gum
Beat up on that booty like, rum-pum-pum pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah nah
Baby Gravy droppin' heat like, rah-tah-tah tah
Pour your bitch a lil' Courvoisier
Yoko Ono came through with the yay
Roll more blunts up, baby, andele
Let's get lit like it's a holiday
My name is Baby No Money let me tell you again
I change the no to yes and now everybody claims they're my friend
You find the Baby Gravy on the top and we will not descend
I got the pepperoni pizza, Fendi frames and blue cheese lens, yeah
No stains on my white G-Fazos
Wanted 20 mil, turn my shit to pesos
Got a billi when I cucked Jeff Bezos
Hey Alexa I'm playin' baby please don't take me off payroll
So she got that booty poppin' like it's bubblegum, gum
Beat up on that booty like, rum-pum-pum pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah nah
Baby Gravy droppin' heat like, rah-tah-tah tah
Pour your bitch a lil' Courvoisier
Yoko Ono came through with the yay
Roll more blunts up, baby, andele
Let's get lit like it's a holiday
Hey Gravy
Hey Baby
What's good bitch?
Every day I wake up and I'm back on my bullshit
How come every time I say a word it's some good shit
I was born a Mac I be on some Fleetwood shit
I'ma stay givin' miniscule fucks
You need aim bot pussy boy you a crutch
Gravy baby start crime we Starsky Hutch
Ha, ayy
Star studded event when I valet park
I think I'm Paul Wall dripped in the rally car
I like a blunt mixed up with some caviar
I like your mom but shit she gave me battle scars
Got that booty poppin' like it's bubblegum, gum
Beat up on that booty like, rum-pum-pum pum
Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah nah
Baby Gravy droppin' heat like, rah-tah-tah tah
Pour your bitch a lil' Courvoisier
Yoko Ono came through with the yay
Roll more blunts up, baby, andele
Let's get lit like it's a holiday
Writer(s): Alexander Gumuchian, Ari Starace, Matthew Hauri, Nick Seeley
Copyright(s): Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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