[bbno$]
Ayy, man, the, the fuck you mean
You ain´t heard of no fuckin´ Lentra, the God?

[Yung Gravy & bbno$]

I got the drip drop, icy hot wrist, that´s a ice pack (Uh)
Think I´m Tim Horton with the Ice Cap
I used to get caught up with all these thots, forgot ´em
I never second guess, I shoot my shot, I got ´em
It´s funny how I never check my watch, still got ´em
Problems without Baby Gravy, we just solve ´em
He ain´t got the loud pack, tell that boy speak up (Speak up)
New side bitch short and stout like a tea cup (Tea cup)
I might get myself some fake tits, get some D-cups (Ayy, ayy)
Just so I can flex on my ex, she got C-cups

[bbno$]

Check the patterns, we keep goin´ bananas
I see you nanas slippin´
Watch the blue shell do some damage
We in the back (Bitch)
We passin´ six, five, four
Three, two, one, yeah, now we in the front
So I spent a big check on a car
Yeah, I would if I could, yeah
Everything I make is hard
You will like it ´cause it´s good, yeah
Shorty, you better be playin´
Sorry you misunderstood, yeah
Baby, what the fuck you sayin´
Nothing good rhymes with good

[Yung Gravy]
(Woah)
I could take a piss on a drum and the song would go dumb

Anesthesiolo-wrist make ya shit go numb
Get a freezie with ya bitch, buddy, you could be my son
Yo mama lookin´ like a fee-fi-fo-fum-head-ass motherfucker
What´s for supper? (Mmm)
She must think that I´m a sucker

[Spark Master Tape]
I stumble when I mumble, I look lazy, yeah
I´m in the Bay with Baby Gravy, feelin´ hazy, yeah
I´m finna get paid with the Paper Gang, we goin´ crazy, yeah
I´m ´boutta get laid with a bitch that cook that soup up daily, yeah
I´m in the Cadillac, bitches on, chicken soup, the dinner song

Thick as fog, bitch´s leg lookin´ like a cricket, dog
Kill ´em off, whip it off, chillin´ like a villain, dog
Built a bong out of aluminium and a Cinnabon
And y´all ain´t want no smoke with the clique, nah
Lose your gold rope to my bitch, yeah
Tape and the name been the same
Never fell off, on the way to a boat with them fellas
On the gang