Pillow Fight

There's a Judas priest song called uh-uh, turbo lover
Well, I call this turbo gravy, it's a spoof on that
And it's basically taking gravy to the next level
(Gravy train)

Gravy on your bitch, no worries
Look at my wrist, snow flurries
Tryna get a feature, better hurry
Your momma make a real nice curry
Now I'm cookin', now I'm fuckin' cookin'
Gravy in the kitchen, now everybody lookin'
Just pass a boy a spatula
2018, you might see me on The Bachelor

I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins
I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins

Uh, your aunt like me 'cause I'm ticklish
Roll up to her crib and she give me all the licorice
I been a menace, yeah I been a menace
Gravy all time most wanted by the dentist

Treat your main bitch like lettuce
Treat your main bitch like lettuce
I treat your main bitch like lettuce
Cover up the booty with the dressing

Might be ranch or might be Italian
Pull up to the party on a Maserati Stallion
Ooh baby, that's horsepower
Lather up your lady with the gravy in the shower
Smelling like flowers, flexing after hours
Hit yo' bitch with the one man, Eiffel Tower (holy shit)
(And then add more gravy)
(Gravy to gravy)
(Of course, we need more gravy)

I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins
I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins

Gravy get close and your bitch get excited
Face all delighted, looking like she tryna hide it
I been on the fruit smoothie, cute booty diet
If I made a Gravy Train movie, you would buy it
You would buy it, everyone would cop it
Your girlfriends name in my locket
Bad bitch with me on my rocket
And a lot of hundreds in my pocket

Too many racks in my pants
I'm just tryna walk, lookin' like I'm tryna dance, uh
Speaking Guapanese when I'm moving out in France
Gravy on the speakers, now these thotties tryna prance

How about a mashed potato ice cream cone?
What do you think about that?
That's fun!
Alright, you put a little scoop of gravy
It can be room temperature because your hand kind of warms it up
It's like a-a drum stick

I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins
I don't make songs, bitch, Gravy make hymns
Lit with yo' bitch, got the Ronnie and the Gin
Drip from the whip, so you know I'm taking wins
Pillow fight with your bitch, shirts vs skins