bbno$ & yung gravy – touch grass

Lyrics touch grass – bbno$ & yung gravy

Go outside, touch grass
Go outside, touch grass

Sixty-three b**ches in my crib, I ain’t kissed one
Just got a check, it’s a big one
Sixty-three cribs with a b**ch in each one
Just hit the first sixty-threesome
Air force cheeks, I’m a .. lay
B**ch, you ain’t slick, I don’t pre-cvm
Feeling braindead, need cerebrum
Now my dick tired, put a thumb in her bumbum

I am for real, the way I rock out with my mil’
Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I’m droppin’ out with a milf
Check out my wheels, drive it yourself, yeah, I’m not too thrilled
B**ch, come to Brasil, kung fu b**ch, Kill Bill

Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass

If the money come in crumbs then I’m breaded
See .. print in a suit, double-breasted
Puffin’ on the gas, unleaded
Halle Berry in my DMs, tryna get it
And I bought a Cali King just to wet it
Flex on a song with the eight hundred credit
Gravy train runnin’ for the Senate
AOC reached out, might hit it

I am for real, the way I rock out with my mil’
Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I’m droppin’ out with a milf
Check out my wheels, drive it yourself, yeah, I’m not too thrilled
B**ch, come to Brasil, kung fu b**ch, Kill Bill

Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass
Go inside, touch ass
Go outside, touch grass…

Written by Alex Gumuchian (bbno$) & Yung Gravy
Album: bag or die
bbno$ | Yung Gravy | 2022

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