YUNG GRAVY


Apple Jacks Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Posted watching 1 Tree Hill with yo momma (Whoa)
She made lasagna, I think it's Jane Fonda (Fonda)
When the morning comes she makes breakfast burritos
Heavy on la pica, she call me suavecito (Ooh, girl)
Me and Engels in the lab like Dexter (Oh)
Got your bitch coming through to play some checkers
I haven't even got to text her, well-known flexer (Oh)
I might dunk up on your bitch, Sam Dekker

[Chorus]
I'll send your bitch a fax (Whoa), wake up and smell the racks (Oh)
Pouring Colt 45 up in my Apple Jacks (Splash)
I eat some snacks, I pull off in the lack (Ooh, girl)
Bitch I might just pipe your bitch to some Nickelback

[Verse 2]
You can say I'm flexing
Your girl texting 'cause my wrist reflecting (Ice)
Bad bitch selection, thicker than a Houston Texas (Whoa)
Don't be coming round with that hocus pocus (Oh)
I'd be f*ckin' focused riding in that Ford Focus, or the Lotus (Ayy)
Thotties swarming like locusts (Ayy)
It ain't hard to notice that your Gucci belt is bogus (Whoa)
Boy, that's atrocious (Ooh), Gravy so ferocious (Shit)
Yo bitch bought me roses now she coming through for some osmosis
[Chorus]
I'll send your bitch a fax (Whoa), wake up and smell the racks (Oh)
Pouring Colt 45 up in my Apple Jacks (Splash)
I eat some snacks, I pull off in the lack (Ooh, girl)
Bitch I might just pipe your bitch to some Nickelback

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Songwriter(s): Engelwood, Yung Gravy
Record Label(s): 2016 Yung Gravy
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