4/20 Newt Gingrich Freestyle lyrics

[Intro]
Ooh, baby
We out here tryna make f*ckin' movement

[Verse 1]
Oh sh*t, the mic’s over there (god damn)
God damn too f*ckin' geeked
But I pull up with a whole team of freaks
And they all f*ckin' baddies
Gravy might pull up in a Caddy with your daddy
Ooh, we’re f*ckin' best friends
Gravy can't help it 'cause I got these ends
I pull up in a Benz, that's that Mercedes
I pull up with your baby lookin' motherf*cking Gravy
And sh*t
Gravy lookin' thick
Cause I'm f*cking workin’ on my muscles
Pull up on your momma and she tryna f*ckin’ tussle, uh

[Verse 2]
Ooh, posted with a thick b*tch
And a thin b*tch
Pull up on a b*tch Newt Gingrich (ooh, ooh)
Shookin' and finessin’
Gravy comin' through, I got the dressing
But I'm nice to your b*tch like Gannon
Motherf*ckеr Imma summon up the salmon
Red salmon
I'm f*ckin’ slammin'
Just met a b*tch namеd Shannon
Now we goin' tannin'
Gravy gettin' bronzed
Come through lookin' slick, I'm lookin' like the Fonz
Ooh, sh*t what's for lunch?
Gravy got a whole f*ckin' bunch
Bunch like I'm Brady
Gravy pullin' up in the Mercedes (Gravy train)
I'm chillin' with your baby (Gravy train)
What we eat for dinner? It was gravy
How are the beats, the flow so wavy?
Uh, and you might get punked
Gravy got a hoe, f*cking took her out for brunch
What's for lunch?
b*tch I'm just tryna god damn stunt
(Gravy train)

[Outro]
So you think you love him
Girl you know you love him
(Everyone is jumping on the gravy train)
So you think you love him
Gonna blow your mind
What you left behind
They're only memories
Oh yeah