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