Betty (Get Money) - Yung Gravy

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Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
I'll never let you down, baby
(It's really Yung Gravy)
Uh, ayy

I'm with your baby mama at the crib, I blow her back out
Shawty Filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao
Alley Oop without the hoop, they call me Jerry Stackhouse
Gazin' out in public, but your mama made me snap out
Before I get the dough, I got the morning routine

Wake up bright and early, this some brand new cream
Floss three times, baby, I'm so clean
Gravy got cheese, now that's poutine (woah, baby)
Gravy come in hot like I'm hoppin' off the griddle
Pull up on the kid if you're tryna get belittled
All the mamas love me, now I think I'm peanut brittle
Flex the rainbow, bangin' like some Skittles

Gravy, why you out of pocket?
(Out of pocket)
Stop it (No, no)
I'm gettin' money, Gravy Crockett
Drop it

Never take an L no more
Never take a damn thing slow
All I know is chase this dough and get money
(Get the money, get the money)
Never gonna take no loss
Never gonna lose my sauce
All I know is chase this (woah), and get money

Get money
Probably into the early morning
Or get money
Yeah, I live the fast life (woah)

Yeah, you know I life the fast live
I don't got a type, baby, I'm a cash type
Still gettin' dividends from a past life
I'll get your daddy's net worth on a bad night
Cause I act right
Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick, clappin' Astleys like the 80s
Never give it up until the reaper come and slay me
Pull up with a Zelda and a Peach and a Daisy
I be dirty dancin', now they yellin Gravy Swayze

Damn, Gravy, you so vicious
You so clean and so delicious
How come you ain't got no missus?
Count the paper, count the riches

Get money
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
Or get money, woah
Get money
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
Or get money, woah
Disco weapon

Yung Gravy - Betty (Get Money)