yung gravy – magic lyrics
[intro]
oh-oh-oh-oh
oh-oh-oh-oh
it’s jason rich, baby
b-m, b-m, b-m, b-m, b-m, b-m, b-m, b-m
ohh, baby
[chorus]
gravy get near, your b-tch disappear, i call that sh-t magic (woah)
she was your b, now she with me, ain’t that sh-t tragic? (baby)
gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh-t automatic (woah)
i’m castin’ spells, you takin’ l’s, sh-t is fantastic
[post-chorus]
pull up on a b-tch it get steamy
think i’m houdini, lookin’ like a genie (ayy)
got that sauce, fettuccine; gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (ayy)
sh-t, i’m in it, eatin’ that god d-mn spinach
wit a bad b-tch, she finnish
gravy get near, your career get finished
[verse 1]
i’m like open sesame, now your b-tch right next to me
pipe up, that’s my destiny, call that sh-t finnessery, baby
ooh, that’s a flex; do a little trick, now your b-tch is your ex
heard my voice, now she tryna have s— (woah)
flexin’ ain’t too complex, baby
[bridge]
alaka-f-ckin’-zam
i’m like, “b-tch, who is your mans?”
abracadabra with these hands
hit yo’ b-tch with the shazam
[chorus]
gravy get near, your b-tch disappear, i call that sh-t magic (woah)
she was your b, now she with me, ain’t that sh-t tragic? (baby)
gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh-t automatic (woah)
i’m castin’ spells, you takin’ l’s, sh-t is fantastic
[post-chorus]
pull up on a b-tch and get steamy
think i’m houdini, lookin’ like a genie, baby
got that sauce, tortellini; gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (ooh)
sh-t, i’m in it, eatin’ that god d-mn spinach
wit a bad b-tch, she finnish
gravy get near, your career get finished
[verse 2]
i’m so sorry, that i had to end it
gravy serve it up like i’m playin’ f-ckin’ tennis
2018, i’ll be runnin’ for the senate
gravy took your b-tch, that’s a f-ckin’ epidemic (crazy)
hit a bird call and your b-tch come hither
your b-tch hit my line and the goods get delivered
pull up and i splash like a motherf-ckin’ river
wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver
[outro]
gravy get near, your b-tch disappear, i call that sh-t magic (woah)
she was your b, now she with me, ain’t that sh-t tragic? (baby)
gravy get close, you get comatose, that sh-t automatic (woah)
i’m castin’ spells, you takin’ l’s, sh-t is fantastic
b-m-b-m-b-m-b-m, b-m-b-m-b-m-b-m
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