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tripped out - gravy baby lyrics

[intro: gravy baby]
alright…alright, it’s like, what?

[verse 1: gravy baby]
yeah, i think it’s happened again
beat came on started rappin’ again
i found myself on the mic with a pad and a pen
i drop thoughts from my mind cause this sh-t never ends
i’m like a boat in the ocean the way i be floatin’
the words that i’m spoken are vivid and potent
my third eye’s open and put my life into motion
as the world was revolvin’
i kept my mind open and hopin’
i could kick back and make tracks
sold manifest that’s a f-ckin’ chit chat
too much this and that
c-nts burin’ now, i’m everything they lack
i’m not freeze after park home run
like how the f-ck did i do that?
bally pulls down with a baseball bat
c-nts just face that i k!ll tracks, like blah
this is semi-automatic rap
cones ’til my dome go demon on the track
i’m immortal with the technique at the point of no return
hip-hops my life and there’s no turning back
i get dizzy like a rascal, bro
my chick i need me on my beat blowing chopper, what?
i’m comin’ to see ya, what?
i’m coming to see ya
bro shut the f-ck imma tell ya where to meet ya
c-nt droppin’ off, it’s like i ordered pizza
see fans on the street; “hi, nice to meet ya
youtube videos; that’s where i seen ya
keep doing what you do, yeah, k!lling the scene man.”
and that’s what’s up
like where the f-ck would i be without you c-nts?

[verse 2: gravy baby]
alright
gravy… baby
we go demon on this sh-t
i don’t know why
alright, yeah
okay, let me break down this beat
a beast in my tep with eye horas like tattooed hieroglyphs
no rest in ya peace
legends in my presence like i resurrected the deceased
wait, what the f-ck i said?
legends in my presence like i resurrected the deceased
cause it’s southwest to the death, bro
soos c-nts like death row
any last words? lethally inject bro
rap 360, f-ck a metro
new type of sound, let me take you through the steps bro;
first i dismantle my thoughts and then i enter different depths, oh
enter souls that i f-cking own
now i’m just talkin’ ’bout psychadelics
mixed with a microphone
i go bonkers yo, b-tches lose control
when they hear me drop fir flow
get ’em wet deadset just to let you know
i get ’em wet deadset just to let you know
“you’re on your way mate!”
that’s all i hear these c-nts say
down under home grown, but you never hear me say ‘g’day”
dumb c-nts, i spit sydney slang
yeah man, a drop of eshays
like sydeny serchaz back in the day
like sydeny serchaz back in the day
wait, hold up
i tell this c-nt “it’s all gravy baby!”
wait, wait i tell him again “it’s all gravy baby!”
tries to blaze and my fans keep tellin’ me
keep the blaze alive these opposite weeds
i will g-shock c-nts like i spit the red sea
feel my force like i’m the next king to beat

[outro: gravy baby]
yeah, alright
this is what we do you know? southwest
all the areas
all the c-nts listening to this sh-t, you know what i mean?
shoutout
bang
gravy make it bang
what? i make it bang
f-ck it!
you know what i mean?
tripped out sh-t, new sh-t, i don’t know
just sounded good
i don’t know
hahaha!
haha!
yeah
yeah

- gravy baby lyrics

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