Luyện nghe bài hát Kathleen

Oh, ay, ay, ay
Gravy
Danny, I see you
Uh, Yung on the gas

I got MILF's at my meet n greet, I think I up (bitch)
flood every time they bring my name up
I was fucking your mama, but I guess she changed up (Whoa)
It's all good, Gravy switch 'em up K cups
Ay, and your mama get
Pull up on your sister, hit it twice and my exit
Fuckin' on yo exes, just so I can it
Ay, god damn that's

Ay, this some heat lil bitch
Working out with some bitches doing freak dips
Tandem bike wit yo told her she could keep it
Gravy get it bitch I think I'm Pop Secret
Yeah I'm clean
Gravy so sick I think I need a vaccine
Yo mama getting withdrawals like I'm caffeine
Now I got a new bitch, her name is Kathleen
Must be
Matter fact, now I about it might be Maxine
I'm in the
Pull up on your mama in the like an athlete

I got at my meet n greet, I think I came up
Flash flood every time they bring my up
I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she up (Whoa)
all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
Ay, and your get nexted
up on your sister, hit it twice and make my exit
Fuckin' on yo exes, just so I can it
Ay, god that's aggressive

Booty gang bitch my swag is so atrocious
I pull up on yo bitch and her hopeless I'm ferocious
I don't drive a Rarri but I pull up in a
Ima yo bitch and I split the ocean like I'm Moses
hold up
Get the fuck up out my give me a break, hold up
Ay, she gon cook me steak and say my grace, up
I put some on her plate she love the taste, hold up
I your granny then I rub it in in your face, hold up
I play sick so I flirt with all the nurses, ay
Take yo bitch and leave you because I'm perfect, ay
Imma and she gon squirt and leave me surfin', ay
She gon suck my in cursive, ay

[Chorus: Gravy]
I got MILF's at my meet n greet, I think I up (bitch)
flood every time they bring my name up
I was fuckin' with your mama, but I guess she up (Whoa)
all good, Gravy switch 'em up like K cups
Ay, and your get nexted
Pull up on your sister, hit it and make my exit
on yo exes, just so I can flex it
Ay, that's aggressive

Chef-boy flexing like the Pillsbury
up on ya ho
Turn off the lights and i
Paula with the flow (Whoa)
Lately i been fast but I'm driving slow
And I been clapping ass at the grocery store
I shouldna gone there, she got the blonde hair that don't belong
I think that weave needa getta cut, need some lawn
My timepiece freeze time I put it on there
And everytime yo mama she fold like a lawn chair
Whoo, yeah you that chick foldin'
And then she cook the muffins up until that golden
I that booty up before I slide, like I'm bowlin'
Ice on my wrist 'cause that got it swollen