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Yung Gravy - Forget Me Thots (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Yung Gravy
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Matthew Hauri
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
(This should be played at high volume)
(Gravy)
(Preferably in a residential area)
(Gravy Train)
[Verse 2]
Woke up in the morning round six
Two dark bitches on my side like Twix
Ay, little vanilla in the mix
Don’t eat ass but I’m still with the shits, ooh
Playing badminton with your sister or your main boo
Riding in the Fisker or the god damn Daewoo
Side bitch drivin' cause I’m lit off the Quaaludes
Thanksgiving Eve, that was just the prelude
Ooh, that’s the prelude
Mr. Clean was the debut
Uh, yeah, I’m riding in the Daewoo
With your main boo
(Gravy Train)
[Verse 3]
All these hoes forget-me-thots (Forget-me-thots)
It gets hard to remember (Remember)
Your girl is a forget-me-thot (Forget-me-thot)
Return to fucking sender (Ooh, baby, yeah)
[Verse 4]
Ooh shit, Gravy in the building
Hangin' with your mama cause y'all a bunch of children
Uh, I'ma pull up on a MILF
All white Skechers, looking like a DILF
Brrr
Hello?
Gravy, this music got me wet
Woah
Pulled up to her crib and I said, "Bet ass bet"
Flow so hot you can call me Gravy Cajun
Pull up on the scene with thirty-six Asians (Woah)
Gravy on the aux got your girl salivating
I'm up in Miami with a team full of Haitians
Ooh, tryna hit up Lil Haiti Baby
Pat Swayze, Gravy pull up with your lady
Princess Daisy, my side bitch is eighty
Pull up on your daughter like I’m Kevin fucking Spacey
(Holy Shit)
[Verse 5]
All these hoes forget-me-thots (Forget-me-thots)
It gets hard to remember (Remember)
Your girl is a forget-me-thot (Forget-me-thot)
Return to fucking sender, yeah
[Verse 6]
Uh, it's the young Steve Harvey
Pull up on your bitch like im fucking Matt Harvey
Gotta say sorry, Honda fuck a 'Rari
Always got the sauce when I pull up to the party
Gravy on her cheeks like Playboy Carti
Pull up to the club wit my whole damn army
Uh, yeah, my team real thick
And we all with the god damn shits, lookin' slick
Bisquick, big tits, Christmas, biscuits
Vicious, dismissed
Motherfucker
(Gravy Train)
[Verse 7]
All these hoes forget-me-thots (Forget-me-thots)
It gets hard to remember (Remember)
Your girl is a forget-me-thot (Forget-me-thot)
Return to fucking sender, baby, oh yeah
Written by: Matthew Hauri, Patrice Rushen, Freddie Washington, Terri McFaddin
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