Isn't It Just Marvelous? (ft. bbno$) Songtext
von Yung Gravy
Isn't It Just Marvelous? (ft. bbno$) Songtext
Yeah baby
It′s the golden achiever
Call up the hussies
You know, pour a little cognac
Lube up them eardrums baby
For the sensation (woah)
Prepare yourselves for something real
Real Marvelous
Gravy, baby
Flow sick like syphilis
Brand new water bed
Your bitch and me gon' christen it
Please don′t suck my toes baby, I'm too ticklish
I give her the north pole, I call her Saint Thiccolas
Im livin' it!
Ain′t bout bands? That′s gibberish
Had to excuse myself
Came right back with a different bitch
I'm glistening
Hall of fame polygamist
I was tryna fuck my doctor
Purposefully tore my ligaments
Welcome to the new sensation
Way beyond imagination
You can feel the Gravitation
(Gravitation)
I′m that guy (with the ice baby)
I don't even drip, I scuba dive (yuh, splash)
I don′t want it 'less it′s supersized (stupid thick baby)
Baby I'm the Lord of the Fly (fly)
No surprise! (y'all already know)
Change the weather when my chariot arrives (drizzle drizzle)
Gravy baby, I′m the young Jackson 5 (I don′t want you back)
Ain't no hoe, just my genes tryna survive (gravy)
Allow me to introduce my brother
The moneyless magnificent (baby)
Don′t do ketamine
But I like amphetamines
Whole lotta red, don't sip no grenadine
Don′t do bars, got bars no melody
Green, green, green, green, green, eat celery
Best dick game of the twenty-first century
Paradiddle, pataflafla rudimentary
Swiss armo I'ma split that pedigree
Bag big like bird, snapped like sesame
Ay, damn I′m dope
Shout out my parents for having me
My girl smart like Daphne
She got that Scooby-Doo snackery
E-ego Burj Khalifa, Mona Lisa better stop gassing me
Baby and Gravy gon' talk then hieroglyphics, talking blasphemy
It′s the golden achiever
Call up the hussies
You know, pour a little cognac
Lube up them eardrums baby
For the sensation (woah)
Prepare yourselves for something real
Real Marvelous
Gravy, baby
Flow sick like syphilis
Brand new water bed
Your bitch and me gon' christen it
Please don′t suck my toes baby, I'm too ticklish
I give her the north pole, I call her Saint Thiccolas
Im livin' it!
Ain′t bout bands? That′s gibberish
Had to excuse myself
Came right back with a different bitch
I'm glistening
Hall of fame polygamist
I was tryna fuck my doctor
Purposefully tore my ligaments
Welcome to the new sensation
Way beyond imagination
You can feel the Gravitation
(Gravitation)
I′m that guy (with the ice baby)
I don't even drip, I scuba dive (yuh, splash)
I don′t want it 'less it′s supersized (stupid thick baby)
Baby I'm the Lord of the Fly (fly)
No surprise! (y'all already know)
Change the weather when my chariot arrives (drizzle drizzle)
Gravy baby, I′m the young Jackson 5 (I don′t want you back)
Ain't no hoe, just my genes tryna survive (gravy)
Allow me to introduce my brother
The moneyless magnificent (baby)
Don′t do ketamine
But I like amphetamines
Whole lotta red, don't sip no grenadine
Don′t do bars, got bars no melody
Green, green, green, green, green, eat celery
Best dick game of the twenty-first century
Paradiddle, pataflafla rudimentary
Swiss armo I'ma split that pedigree
Bag big like bird, snapped like sesame
Ay, damn I′m dope
Shout out my parents for having me
My girl smart like Daphne
She got that Scooby-Doo snackery
E-ego Burj Khalifa, Mona Lisa better stop gassing me
Baby and Gravy gon' talk then hieroglyphics, talking blasphemy
Writer(s): David Wilson, Brandon Stewart, Matthew Hauri, Alexander Gumuchian, Orion Kiho Meshorer Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com