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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Yung Gravy
Vocals
Diamond Pistols
Programming
Cooper Douglas McGill
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Cooper Douglas McGill
Songwriter
Matthew Hauri
Songwriter
Christian Dold
Songwriter
Justin Zim
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Diamond Pistols
Producer
Cooper Douglas McGill
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
Zach Zurn
Engineer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
Aye, look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
Aye, look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
[Verse 2]
Got the fanny, she deserve a Grammy
Lookin' for a mom like I'm Lil Orphan Annie
Or Bambi, I'm comin' for your family
I don't want yo bitch 'cause that ass Flat Stanley
I guess she from the wrong part of Florida
My whip, my cash, my bitch, all foreigners
I'm pourin' up, sittin' here ignoring yo bitch
She at church and she say I don't go enough
Snakes in the grass ain't slick, bitch I'm mowin' up
Kill them motherfuckers and the beat, call the coroner
And everything be goin' up, I'm winnin' just for showin' up
Gravy Train bitch yeah I got a secret formula
Jesus murphy
Damn, why'd I have to snap
Why'd yo mama's ass just give my face a pimp slap?
[Verse 3]
Aye, look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
Look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
[Verse 4]
Yo Mammi, always come in handy
She said I'm a sweetheart, yung candy
Tom Clancy, vag vigilante
Gravy get up in it every nook and cranny
I ain't gotta flex baby you know what I'm gettin'
Two new hoes, a seven and eleven
New coupe, new shoes, thank you to my revenue
Get the loot, tax haven, ass heaven
Now we at the Fontainebleau
Pitbull in this bitch stackin' ends too
Cuban dinner with yo mom and her friends too
Say that shit again if yo dad
I can too
You know what fuck that dance shit, drop something
[Verse 5]
Aye, look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
Aye, look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
[Verse 6]
Look at that boy he lit goddamn he
Wildin', with yo mammi in Miami or an island
Sippin' brandy gettin' sandy and I'm smilin'
South Miami Hootenanny
Written by: Christian Dold, Cooper Douglas McGill, Justin Zim, Matthew Hauri