C’est La Vie

Yung Gravy

Score: 3
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Played: 46

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Comedy
Hip hop
Hip hop
Rap
United states

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xavier.chailly

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[Intro: Rich Brian] Ayy, uh [Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All] Bitch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?) Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie [Verse 1: Yung Gravy] Tall bitch, I Attack on Titan Need a fine VP like Biden Trap that purp into gold like a viking Double cup ice like Tampa Lightning Double cup, ain't no lean Only sip syrup when I'm with Chief Keef Play clean, pipe Christine I pipe correct, I'm so P.C.​ [Verse 2: Rich Brian & bbno$] Go to the club and I don't even drink I don't know what to think Got a girl with me and we pop in the kitchen Dick on hard, my nuts on a mission I got cash, I got coins on my milеage EDD, your credit lookin' childish Your girlfriend just changеd her name to my bitch She got LASIK, got nut on her iris (Nut on her iris?) [Verse 3: bbno$] Board in the mom, yeah, just like a virus Tongue game nutty, I ain't talkin' Osiris Pulled up on the booty, yeah, we some pirates I don't know why, we got huge privates (Woah) I guess we're kinda blessed, I can't complain about it Every day I get another check, I won't complain about it [Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All] Bitch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?) Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie [Verse 4: Yung Gravy] Bubble bath in a bucket of cash When your bitch said, "Gravy, put it in my ass" Let's run it (Uh) 'cause you kindly asked I guess I'll be a gentleman and bust and smash But then you gotta help me smoke this gas And count some cash and trap some hash And then I need a ride to my cookin' class Gravy train "choo-choo" on that ass [Verse 5: bbno$] Skrrt in a mediocre whip down Fairfax Bitch, I'm a king, you a peasant in the barracks (Bitch) Chillin' with a porn star, life like a IMAX Fuck grammar one time, no syntax Cock real hard, yeah, I'm horny for the big racks Crack my nuts, she can juice my gonads Baby, yes, pop star, Selena Gomez Always make big moves, last name nomad Troll so much, made a song called "u mad!" Next bar Gravy says I wrote, he mad [Bridge: Yung Gravy] Ooh, ayy, baby, c'est la vie Finger-lickin' good like it's KFC I learned to count a mil' before my ABCs Fuck your Delta-8, your bitch ate my D [Chorus: Rich Brian, bbno$ & Yung Gravy, All] Bitch, I'm twenty-one, but I still walk around with fake ID (What?) Cuddle with the homies, watchin' 'Stand by Me' (Cute) This dick ain't free, baby, pay my fee (Bread) Let me live my life, baby, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie Woo-woo, c'est la vie