[Intro: Cuco]
Ayy, uh-huh
[Chorus: Cuco]
Off the molly (Off the molly), off the bean (Off the bean)
What's this boy doin', lookin' so clean? (So clean)
She gon' call me (Ring ring), I'll do anything (Anything)
Back in Cali (Cali), smokin' big weed (Big weed)
Like sheesh, I'ma have to cool down, bringin' all the heat
I know that's your shorty, but she feelin' on my meat
If I hit it once (Ayy), I'ma pass her to the team (To the team)
I don't want it twice, what? Bitch, that's not for me (Not for me)
[Verse 1: bbno$]
She a nympho, rather be stayin', makin' that peso
But I can't say no to a filthy rich sugar mama with bankroll (Is she rich?)
Pipe the girl, got the bag, took both options (Both)
Stayin' loyal to my dentist 'cause I'm flossin' (Yuh)
Financially stable, make it rain like Mary Poppins
Shootin' creamy threes like half a pint deep like I'm Baskin-Robbins (Mocha fudge)
She pull and tug my shit like, bitch, I'm not a Bop-It (Woah, bbno$)
Your ass is sussy yeah, I think you better stop it
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
Woo, bitch, stop it
Drippin' like a faucet if you gettin' out of pocket
Said I walk in this bitch with a limp like Stephen Hawking (Goddamn)
And I pull up on your crib and I walk in without knockin'
Just to take your Christmas stocking
And some top quick 'cause your mom a hot bitch
But she really thoughtful, bro, she got your ass a Bop-It
She be tryna roleplay, call me Gravy Crockett (Oh)
Gravy Train nature boy, Ric Flair pop shit, baby
Ayy, uh-huh
[Chorus: Cuco]
Off the molly (Off the molly), off the bean (Off the bean)
What's this boy doin', lookin' so clean? (So clean)
She gon' call me (Ring ring), I'll do anything (Anything)
Back in Cali (Cali), smokin' big weed (Big weed)
Like sheesh, I'ma have to cool down, bringin' all the heat
I know that's your shorty, but she feelin' on my meat
If I hit it once (Ayy), I'ma pass her to the team (To the team)
I don't want it twice, what? Bitch, that's not for me (Not for me)
[Verse 1: bbno$]
She a nympho, rather be stayin', makin' that peso
But I can't say no to a filthy rich sugar mama with bankroll (Is she rich?)
Pipe the girl, got the bag, took both options (Both)
Stayin' loyal to my dentist 'cause I'm flossin' (Yuh)
Financially stable, make it rain like Mary Poppins
Shootin' creamy threes like half a pint deep like I'm Baskin-Robbins (Mocha fudge)
She pull and tug my shit like, bitch, I'm not a Bop-It (Woah, bbno$)
Your ass is sussy yeah, I think you better stop it
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy]
Woo, bitch, stop it
Drippin' like a faucet if you gettin' out of pocket
Said I walk in this bitch with a limp like Stephen Hawking (Goddamn)
And I pull up on your crib and I walk in without knockin'
Just to take your Christmas stocking
And some top quick 'cause your mom a hot bitch
But she really thoughtful, bro, she got your ass a Bop-It
She be tryna roleplay, call me Gravy Crockett (Oh)
Gravy Train nature boy, Ric Flair pop shit, baby
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