Touch Grass (Explicit) - 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