C’est La Vie lyrics

[Intro: Rich Brian]
Ayy, uh

[Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All]
b*tch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute)
This di*k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie

[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
Tall b*tch, I Attack on Titan
Need a fine VP like Biden
Trap that purp into gold like a viking
Double cup ice like Tampa Lightning
Double cup, ain't no lean
Only sip syrup when I'm with Chief Keef
Play clean, pipe Christine
I pipe correct, I'm so P.C.​

[Verse 2: Rich Brian & bbno$]
Go to the club and I don't even drink
I don't know what to think
Got a girl with me and we pop in the kitchen
di*k on hard, my nuts on a mission
I got cash, I got coins on my milеage
EDD, your credit lookin' childish
Your girlfriend just changеd her name to my b*tch
She got LASIK, got nut on her iris (Nut on her iris?)
[Verse 3: bbno$]
Board in the mom, yeah, just like a virus
Tongue game nutty, I ain't talkin' Osiris
Pulled up on the booty, yeah, we some pirates
I don't know why, we got huge privates (Woah)
I guess we're kinda blessed, I can't complain about it
Every day I get another check, I won't complain about it

[Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All]
b*tch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute)
This di*k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie

[Verse 4: Yung Gravy]
Bubble bath in a bucket of cash
When your b*tch said, "Gravy, put it in my ass"
Let's run it (Uh) 'cause you kindly asked
I guess I'll be a gentleman and bust and smash
But then you gotta help me smoke this gas
And count some cash and trap some hash
And then I need a ride to my cookin' class
Gravy train "choo-choo" on that ass
[Verse 5: bbno$]
Skrrt in a mediocre whip down Fairfax
b*tch, I'm a king, you a peasant in the barracks (b*tch)
Chillin' with a porn star, life like a IMAX
f*ck grammar one time, no syntax
c*ck real hard, yeah, I'm horny for the big racks
Crack my nuts, she can juice my gonads
Baby, yes, pop star, Selena Gomez
Always make big moves, last name nomad
Troll so much, made a song called "u mad!"
Next bar Gravy says I wrote, he mad

[Bridge: Yung Gravy]
Ooh, ayy, baby, c'est la vie
Finger-lickin' good like it's KFC
I learned to count a mil' before my ABCs
f*ck your Delta-8, your b*tch ate my D

[Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All]
b*tch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?)
Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute)
This di*k ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread)
Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie
Woo-woo, c'est la vie