GRAVY
Nah man
I'm not talkin' about waffles
I'm talking about
Biscuits and gravy
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
I got the whip cream and the bagels
I got the pancake stacks up to the roof
That sticky icky I got, yeah that shit is maple
And I'm steady mixin' something with my juice
You know that we stay solo workin' with the fresh dough
The bank account be risin' like the yeast
And once it rests, and then it sets, and it's the best though
You know I gotta treat the family to a feast
I gotta tell you something
Something we should all know
Keep the gravy thick
Let the bass just kick
Keep tryna get rich
And let it go
(Just eat it up baby)
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
Now it's fuckin' summertime
Cooking breakfast in the morning, oh no I don't mind
Gotta pour up the mimosas while the sun is high
Gonna drink too much during the day
Yeah, I just might
I just might
I just might
Say my cup don't hold as much as it used to
How much of the dough did we just blew through
Syrup on the melons but Nutella's cool too
Bathe in gravy then throw on that moomoo
I got stacks of pan but no cake though
Got salt and pepper but no shake so
I'm just gonna pour up another drank though
And ride out this mufuckin' day glow
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
My girl Liz, she likes huevo con papa
My girl Rose, she likes the leche
And you know what they say
That I can eat whatever the fuck I want
I'm not talkin' about waffles
I'm talking about
Biscuits and gravy
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
I got the whip cream and the bagels
I got the pancake stacks up to the roof
That sticky icky I got, yeah that shit is maple
And I'm steady mixin' something with my juice
You know that we stay solo workin' with the fresh dough
The bank account be risin' like the yeast
And once it rests, and then it sets, and it's the best though
You know I gotta treat the family to a feast
I gotta tell you something
Something we should all know
Keep the gravy thick
Let the bass just kick
Keep tryna get rich
And let it go
(Just eat it up baby)
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
Now it's fuckin' summertime
Cooking breakfast in the morning, oh no I don't mind
Gotta pour up the mimosas while the sun is high
Gonna drink too much during the day
Yeah, I just might
I just might
I just might
Say my cup don't hold as much as it used to
How much of the dough did we just blew through
Syrup on the melons but Nutella's cool too
Bathe in gravy then throw on that moomoo
I got stacks of pan but no cake though
Got salt and pepper but no shake so
I'm just gonna pour up another drank though
And ride out this mufuckin' day glow
Thought I'm smooth like butter
But I spread it like that poutine baby
I'm stuck in a jam but I ain't jelly baby
On them biscuits 'cus you know I got that gravy
In the kitchen with the sizzlin' bacon, I said "ooh lord, save me"
Peaches ain't for breakfast but I'm kind of crazy
Bread up on the table 'cus I got that gravy
My girl Liz, she likes huevo con papa
My girl Rose, she likes the leche
And you know what they say
That I can eat whatever the fuck I want
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