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nightmare on peachtree street - yung gravy, bbno$, freddie dredd & baby gravy lyrics

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[intro: bbno$]
bro, i gotta get sponsored by elderberry bro, literal plant, you know what i’m saying?
i gotta call that sh*t guy of her self*defense, baby, got some money

[chorus: bbno$]
(freddie) shows (gravy)
where they at? (baby)
sold out (baby, yeah)
(dw*lly, i’m scared)
tour the world, get the bag (yeah, yeah)
get the money, pipe your mom (yeah, yeah)
she’s so lovely (yeah)
never wife a thot, i love the money (woo)
out in san diego with some boys
three days no sleep, can’t keep poised (uhh, hold up)
(uh)

[verse 1: yung gravy]
real short, real stout, no tea cup (woo)
i ain’t even gon’ f*ck, no pre*nup (nah)
seed planter, mr. peanut
got grass, ch*ch*chia
f*ck contacts, i don’t wanna see ya’ (no)
splash, onomatopoeia (splash)
i’m colder, i can guarantee ya’
my whole d*mn closet all zebra
my b*tch delicious, your b*tch fictitious
gravy so clean, you should see my dishes
peep how i live think i got three wishes, endless ice, bread, b*tches (ooh)
i*i ain’t never lackin’, i be gettin’ to the action, i’m finessin’ with a passion
president of smashin’, five time champion
gravy came through and put fashion out of fashion
[bridge: yung gravy]
da*da*da*da, da*da
we pull up, they say “ooh*la*la”
da*da*da*da, da*da

[verse 2: freddie dredd]
stepin’ on the b*tch, i ain’t wifin’ no f*ck hoe
what the freddie needs is a godd*mn gat*hoe
lurkin’ in the dark, i ain’t need no sight
that fool on a godd*mn bike
boom from the glock and i take his sh*t
what the fred get, lil’ money and a bic
spark my dark, then i head into the park
godd*mn boy ain’t got no heart
miss my home, is it ever so deep?
walking in the heat while i bump j’s beats
i’ma hang you from a noose from gravy height
got no feel, b*tch, better come and fight
too dope, got rope in my backpack
lil’ b*tch wanna suck on my n*ts*ck
got st**ze, oh please, give me all that
owe me money, i’ma need some f*ckin’ cashback
b*tch wanna suck on my godd*mn peter
understand hoe, i’m a godd*mn leader
slob on my kn*b, i’m gonna complete it
turn around, baby girl, i wanna squeeze it
cold in the club, got your b*tch shiverin’
stole your hoe like godd*mn a bling ring
backpack full of that loot
i’m so petty, i’ma theef your boots (boots)
[chorus: bbno$]
(freddie) shows (gravy)
where they at? (baby)
sold out (baby, yeah)
tour the world, get the bag (yeah, yeah)
get the money, pipe your mom (yeah, yeah)
she’s so lovely (yeah)
never wife a thot, i love the money (woo)
out in san diego with some boys
three days no sleep, can’t keep poise (uh*uh)
(uh)

[verse 3: bbno$]
p*ssy boys buggin’, i’m pesticide
four billie streams like i’m bonafide (bonafide)
mk*2, it’s a joyride
she jeckle me off like i’m mr. hyde (uh)
boys in the stu’, off the dmt, yeah, we quite
high got my d*ck and my b*lls in*er while i’m at five guys
mayo with the fries, eyes on the prize
it’s bag, bag, bag, bbno$ (skr, skr, skr)
what you say, say, say?
only ever tryna get paid, paid, paid
pop it, bop it, lock it, fade
i don’t know how i got laid, laid, laid
got a lil’ pump, she got a d and a rose
ten like ben 10, wrist on frozen
merch seller, full name jason clothes
never sold out, but i sold out shows (uh)
[outro: bbno$]
(bbno$)
skr (woah*woah*woah)
this right here, is a one hundred percent certified slapper

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