Luyện nghe bài hát Kathleen

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

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

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

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

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

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

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