Sauvecito Lyrics - Yung Gravy

Jason Rich on the Beat, baby! 

Pull up with the juice, might splash like the ocean 

Ridin' in the coupe, bumpin gas and I'm coastin' 

Sippin' on the juice, on the sauce, on the potion 

Your bitch came through with a whole lotta lotion 

Souped up in the real smooth material 

Two percent flex like the milk in my cereal 

That's the Cheerios, feeling so ethereal 

I became your dad that's a motherfucking miracle 

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See me running to that Guap, pockets got the guala 

Bentley flip flops got me lookin like a balla Igoudala 

Sippin in the morning lookin like a Alcoholic 

But I'm not, I just wake up sip a cup and fuckin frolic 

Gravy and yo bitch boutta smash like a comet 

Pounds in my pockets and them pesos in my wallet 

IPhone 5 but yo bitch tryna call it 

Said she want the splash 

So I'm turning on the faucet 

Cuddled up with yo girl smokin on cabana 

Me and DRAM with your mama lit in the Bahamas 

Damn she bad, she a bad mama jama 

I'm in my pajamas getting topped up in the Honda 

That's the Civic 

Got these bitches livid 

Gravy so exquisite when I pull up and I whip it 

All these bitches tipping 

I ain't even stripping 

Reflections off my wrist leaving em blinded leave em tripping 

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Pull up with the juice, might splash like the ocean 

Ridin' in the coupe, bumpin gas and I'm coastin' 

Sippin' on the juice, on the sauce, on the potion 

Your bitch came through with a whole lotta lotion 

Souped up in the real smooth material 

Two percent flex like the milk in my cereal 

That's the Cheerios, feeling so ethereal 

I became your dad that's a motherfucking miracle 

Aye, Look 

Pull up to new spot on 

At the new lot, on the top won't go to your boo's spot 

It's too packed it's too hot 

We would rather cool at mine shoot the breeze 

Fuck two times 

We would rather do a line than wait outside 

I don't do lines 

Overhead like rooftops 

And blue skies and chem trails 

Down to earth like green grass and pavements and trash cans 

I been talkin' trash please don't wash my mouth with soap 

I be talkin' cash and that's as dirty as it goes 

Make it flip, flip, flip like three gymnastics 

At the first olympics In Greece and Athens 

Your ho on the Gravy Train, just thotin and that's it 

Hope your on the paper chasing not chasen that bitch 

Yeah 

Pull up with the juice, might splash like the ocean 

Ridin' in the coupe, bumpin gas and I'm coastin' 

Sippin' on the juice, on the sauce, on the potion 

Your bitch came through with a whole lotta lotion 

Souped up in the real smooth material 

Two percent flex like the milk in my cereal 

That's the Cheerios, feeling so ethereal 

I became your dad that's a motherfucking miracle