Gravy for Pope Songtext
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Gravy for Pope Songtext
It′s Jason Rich, baby
They sayin', "Gravy for Pope"
Got the strap with the scope
And I give people hope
And your bitch tryin′ elope
They sayin', "Gravy for Pope"
'Cause I′m cleaner than soap
Bitch, it′s Gravy for Pope
Bitch, it's Gravy for Pope
Bustin′ out on the funk
Bitch, I'm coolin′ like a monk
Peep my wrist, think it's bunk
Bust down, that ain′t bunk, ay
Gravy got the drip they call me Mr. Hydration
Bitch, I do not play and you look like a PlayStation
I ain't religious but I got bitches
How come your bitch is all in my business?
I might just motherfuckin' fold
When I fuck on that bitch ′cause I′m vicious, ay
Bitch, I'm vicious, only hittin′ swishes
I was born on Christmas, your bitch is always yellin'
Gravy for Pope
Got the strap with the scope (lil′ bitch)
Give people hope
Now you bitch tryin' elope, bitch
Gravy for Pope
′Cause I'm cleaner than soap
Bitch, it's Gravy for Pope
Bitch, it′s Gravy for Pope
Fucked up politics but we ain′t losin' in religion
Gravy in this bitch, I pull up with a fuckin′ vision (bitch)
Lookin' stupid clean on your Christian television
Lookin′ clean on your Christian television, ay
Nobody know how I make this shit
Black out at church with a basic bitch
Ain't no way I could fake this shit
That′s two right hooks to an atheist
That's pew-pew-pew to a satanist
Wife your wife 'cause I can′t resist
Got holy water with Actavis
Just listen what they sayin′, bitch
Gravy for lunch, bitch, I feel like Captain Crunch, ho
I might bless your bitch (based God) then I dunk (ay)
I just met your bitch and now we havin' relations
Gravy got the gas, call me Mr. Gas Station
Gravy for Pope
Got the strap with the scope
And I give people hope
And your bitch tryin′ elope
They say, "Gravy for Pope"
Now the people gon' vote
′Cause it's Gravy for Pope
Yeah, it′s Gravy for Pope, ay
No, lil bitch, I ain't done
I said, "Bitch, I ain't one"
It′s a celebration
If you ain′t thick you can't come
You verified, okay, huh? (Get the fuck out)
Gravy in the shades, yuh
Turnt up with my day ones
I′m turnt up with my day ones
Ha, ha
Ha, ha
Bitch (bitch)
Whoa!
They sayin', "Gravy for Pope"
Got the strap with the scope
And I give people hope
And your bitch tryin′ elope
They sayin', "Gravy for Pope"
'Cause I′m cleaner than soap
Bitch, it′s Gravy for Pope
Bitch, it's Gravy for Pope
Bustin′ out on the funk
Bitch, I'm coolin′ like a monk
Peep my wrist, think it's bunk
Bust down, that ain′t bunk, ay
Gravy got the drip they call me Mr. Hydration
Bitch, I do not play and you look like a PlayStation
I ain't religious but I got bitches
How come your bitch is all in my business?
I might just motherfuckin' fold
When I fuck on that bitch ′cause I′m vicious, ay
Bitch, I'm vicious, only hittin′ swishes
I was born on Christmas, your bitch is always yellin'
Gravy for Pope
Got the strap with the scope (lil′ bitch)
Give people hope
Now you bitch tryin' elope, bitch
Gravy for Pope
′Cause I'm cleaner than soap
Bitch, it's Gravy for Pope
Bitch, it′s Gravy for Pope
Fucked up politics but we ain′t losin' in religion
Gravy in this bitch, I pull up with a fuckin′ vision (bitch)
Lookin' stupid clean on your Christian television
Lookin′ clean on your Christian television, ay
Nobody know how I make this shit
Black out at church with a basic bitch
Ain't no way I could fake this shit
That′s two right hooks to an atheist
That's pew-pew-pew to a satanist
Wife your wife 'cause I can′t resist
Got holy water with Actavis
Just listen what they sayin′, bitch
Gravy for lunch, bitch, I feel like Captain Crunch, ho
I might bless your bitch (based God) then I dunk (ay)
I just met your bitch and now we havin' relations
Gravy got the gas, call me Mr. Gas Station
Gravy for Pope
Got the strap with the scope
And I give people hope
And your bitch tryin′ elope
They say, "Gravy for Pope"
Now the people gon' vote
′Cause it's Gravy for Pope
Yeah, it′s Gravy for Pope, ay
No, lil bitch, I ain't done
I said, "Bitch, I ain't one"
It′s a celebration
If you ain′t thick you can't come
You verified, okay, huh? (Get the fuck out)
Gravy in the shades, yuh
Turnt up with my day ones
I′m turnt up with my day ones
Ha, ha
Ha, ha
Bitch (bitch)
Whoa!
Writer(s): Jason Rich, Nick Seeley, Matthew Hauri Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com