Clock

[Intro] God damn, baby You ever look down at your wrist and see a little snow man sitting on it? It's crazy They must be filming the new Ice Age movie or somethin' (It's Jason Rich baby) [Verse 1] I don’t need a clean version 'cause this shit is clean already I just flew down to Atlanta just so I could get some fetti And so I could see my Jewish bitch, she's bad, her name is Betty And I like to keep her 'round because she make that mean spaghetti That’s that mean shit, that clean shit I pull up on yo seamstress I might just drop this album 'cause this is shit is fucking seamless And mail it to yo crib cause I’m all about convenience I piped all my professors so Yung Gravy on the Dean’s List (Ayy) When I’m on the beat I’m viscious Gravy got the sauce so I keep your bitch nutritious (Yeah) Now her mans looking so suspicious Boutta be flexing like Christmas, booty be looking delicious [Chorus] It get misty when I talk See the way I walk Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block All these birds I got a flock See the way I walk Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock I create a fuckin' blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot And my wrist is fuckin' chilly, I got Frosty on my clock On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa) [Verse 2] I ain’t really Jewish but I gotta flex on Hanukkah Threesome with yo auntie and a barber named Veronica Serenade yo bitch with Bing Crosby on harmonica I’m covered in ice but I’m raising the thermometer Pipin' yo bitch in the grass, she shakin' ass Gravy be skipping the class, fuck on yo bitch it’s my task You don’t even ask Gravy so cold like Alaska, maybe Nebraska Give a bitch asthma, up in the sky like I’m NASA Might cop a castle, you a lil' rascal Cover your bitch in Tabasco (Uh) I'm mixin' gin with the Kool-Aid Back of the Benz with your boo thang Police just told me to freeze and I told them motherfuckers it's already too late Ice in my genetics, I came out the womb frozen I can say a couple words to your lady and get chosen [Interlude] Thanks for tunin' into the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy A.K.A Lil Steamer Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly baby Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly [Verse 3] The song's not over I feel like a four leaf clover I got lucky with yo mama and yo Rabbi on Passover In the Rover I hit yo sister up every time that I’m hungover cause my head hurts and I need some fucking booty to layover [Chorus] It get misty when I talk See the way I walk Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block All these birds I got a flock See the way I walk Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock I create a fuckin' blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot And my wrist is fuckin' chilly, I got Frosty on my clock On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa) [Outro] Pour some gravy on it Pour some gravy on it