Clock

God damn, baby
You ever look down at your wrist and see a little snowman sitting on it?
It's crazy
They must be filming the new Ice Age movie or somethin'
It's Jason Rich, baby

I don't need a clean version 'cause this sh- is clean already
I just flew down to Atlanta just so I could get some fetti
And so I could see my Jewish bi-, she's bad, her name is Betty
And I like to keep her round 'cause she make that mean spaghetti

That's that mean sh-, that clean sh-
I pull up on yo' seamstress
I might just drop this album 'cause this is sh- is f- seamless
And mail it to yo crib 'cause I'm all about convenience
I piped all my professors so Yung Gravy on the Dean's List

Ay, when I'm on the beat I'm vicious
Gravy got the sauce so I keep your bi- nutritious
(Yeah, yeah) now her man's looking so suspicious
'Bouta be flexing like Christmas, booty be looking delicious

It get misty when I talk
See the way I walk
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo' block
All these birds, I got a flock
See the way I walk

Wrist so f- chilly got a snowman on my clock
I create a f- blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk with yo' thot
And my wrist is f- chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (whoa)

I ain't really Jewish but I gotta flex on Hanukkah
Threesome with yo' auntie and a barber named Veronica
Serenade yo' bitch with Bing Crosby on harmonica
I'm covered in ice but I'm raising the thermometer

Piping yo' bih in the grass, she shaking ass
Gravy be skipping the class
F- on yo' bih it's my task, you don't even ask
Gravy so cold like Alaska
Maybe Nebraska, give a b- asthma
Up in the sky like I'm NASA
Might cop a castle, you a lil' rascal
Cover your b- in Tabasco (uh)

I'm mixin' gin with the Kool-Aid
Back of the Benz with your boo thang
Police just told me to freeze
And I told them mother- it's already too late
Ice in my genetics, I came out the womb frozen
I can say a couple words to your lady and get chosen

Thanks for tuning into the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy
A.K.A Lil' Steamer
Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly, baby
Keepin' y'all warm when it's chilly

The song's not over, I feel like a four leaf clover
I got lucky with yo' mama and yo' Rabbi on Passover
In the Rover
I hit yo' sister up every time that I'm hungover
'Cause my head hurts and I need some f- booty to layover

It get misty when I talk
See the way I walk
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo' block
All these birds I got a flock
See the way I walk

Wrist so f- chilly got a snowman on my clock
I create a f- blizzy 'cause it's misty when I talk
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo' thot
And my wrist is, wrist is chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock
(Whoa)

Pour some Gravy on it
Pour some Gravy on it