Yung Gravy - Steakhouse Lyrics

(Oh, no doubt, he got it to perfection)
(Everything Mvjor)
Uh, ayy

I can eat my soup with some chopsticks (whoa)
I can smell your breath when you talk shit (that's nasty)
All my birds exotic like the tropics (brr, brr)
Pussy get her draft on the topic (baby)
Young Jehova, says on my diploma
Espanolas in my Motorola
All my honeys come in pairs like I'm Noah
Famous hoes want my meat like I'm BOA

Steakhouse (whoa), sauce, steakhouse
Take your bitch out back, bust them breaks out
Steakhouse (whoa), sauce, steakhouse
White hoes on my dick like I had a lake house

Yeah, I'm Outback, bounce back, count stacks, fun fact
I fucked your mama, I fucked your mama
I fucked your mama from the back
Gravy caboose in this bitch
Ain't ever stuntin', no juice with no bitch
I might just borrow your bitch for tonight
She was tighter than fuck, now she loose as it get
Gravy too wavy like Davy the Crockett
I lock it, I cock it for cash in my pocket
I bust it, I pop it, I'm off like a rocket
Damn, Gravy, you snap, crackle, pop shit
Drippin' like 'Ski when I drip like a faucet
He toss it, I sauce it, and moshpit the profits
I rainbow the wrist like I came out the closet
Deposit my cock in your mom at the crossfit

Woohoo, steakhouse
Take your bitch out back, bust them breaks out
Steakhouse (whoa), sauce, steakhouse (woo)
Pussy on my Postmates, ain't no takeout
And I got one, two, three, four
Five, six sexy-ass milfs on my paper route (baby)
On my paper route
Two, three, four, five, six, seven million
hoes tryna take me out (oh)
Bitch, come take me out
I'm like a Girl Scout
I be serving cookies like a Girl Scout
Honeys at the crib, that's the birdhouse
Gravy's birdhouse, bustin' I'm the first out
Write a book 'bout gettin' top, call it 'Word Of Mouth'

Steakhouse (whoa), sauce, steakhouse
Take your bitch out back, bust them breaks out
Steakhouse (whoa), sauce, steakhouse
White hoes on my dick like I had a lake house

Whoa
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa
Whoa
Bitch, please