Yung Gravity

Lyrics

[Intro: Mia Gladstone & Buzz Lightyear] Oh my goodness, is that Yung Gravy Excuse me, I think the word you're searching for is Space Ranger [Chorus] Yung Gravity (Hmm) I pull your bitch (Ayy) I got all these hoes revolving round my dick (Ayy) Yung Gravity, I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick (Huh) I pull your bitch (Gravy Train) I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch Yung Gravity I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick [Verse 1] On that gravy train, Intergalactic Outer space pussy was so anticlimactic Whole lotta neck, it's chiropractic Gravy come through finesse you with Guerrilla tactics I'm a fanatic, my side bitch is Catholic Yung Gravy trading cards all holographic Rich thicc moms, that's my fucking demographic I don't even talk to your bitch, Charlie Chaplin Booty addict, my main bitch acrobatic We getting pornographic, she got me doing back flips I hit a hat-trick, leave you with a fat lip Gravy come through finesse your cat with the catnip [Chorus] Yung Gravity (Hmm) I pull your bitch (Ayy) I got all these hoes revolving round my dick (Ayy) Yung Gravity, I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick (Huh) I pull your bitch (Gravy Train) I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch Yung Gravity I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick [Verse 2] Yung Gravity, I come and pull your bitch (Damn) Yo bitch can't believe how icy is my wrist (Damn) I with your family and they all talking shit (Damn) Out at Applebees finessing on your chick (Damn) Outer space trapping, I was born on Venus All these women dog-piling on my (Whoa-oh-oh) My flow the meanest, my kicks are the cleanest That booty causing orbit, so I call her Booty Jesus (Hallelujah) Uh Now I think that I'm religious Now my girls booty got me looking like a midget Now I'm just sitting here adding fucking digits Tryna calculate how my wrist so frigid [Interlude: Neil Degrasse Tyson] To say what is it, I think Einstein in an Einsteinean answer, we would say gravity is the curvature of space and time Booty [Chorus] Yung Gravity (Hmm) I pull your bitch (Ayy) I got all these hoes revolving round my dick (Ayy) Yung Gravity, I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick (Huh) I pull your bitch (Gravy Train) I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch, I pull your bitch I pull your bitch Yung Gravity I come and pull your bitch (Whoa) I got a cavity from sweet talking your chick