Mozzarella Yung Gravy & Lil Keed

[Intro: Yung Gravy]
(​d.a. got that dope)
Woo, woo, woo
Yeah-yeah (Woah), yeah-yeah (Ayy), yeah-yeah (Ayy, woo, woo)
Oh, yeah-yeah (Ayy)
Ayy (Woo), woo (Woo), ayy, yeah-yeah
Woo (Woo), ayy (Ayy), uh (Ayy)

[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
I feel like I'm Prince when I’m back in Minnesota (Bitch)
Green and red Gucci on me, feeling like the Joker (Woo)
Feel like Chief Keef (Yeah, yeah) when I'm ridin' in a Rover (Ayy, ayy)
I feel like I’m you every time your bitch come over
I'm back in the kitchen (Yeah), shit on you like I'm a pigeon (Yeah)
From my position, I got too many decisions, ayy, ayy
Should I fuck Nina or Tina (Tina), my life like a mission
Smash your bitch, "911, therе's been a collision", ayy, ayy
I'm losing my vision (Yeah), wrist just won't stop glistenin'
Let's fuck in thе whip, just got the Porsche, I still got it christen (Christen)
Sippin’ the wine, getting the bread, feel like a Christian
Bitch, it’s Yung Gravy, I got the sauce by definition

[Chorus: Yung Gravy]
Get money, stack bread
Fuck with me 'til I’m dead
Stack cheese, mozzarella
Make it rain, make 'em need umbrellas