​touch grass Letra - Yung Gravy ft. BABY GRAVY

Go outside, touch grass

Go outside, touch grass

Sixty-three bitches in my crib, I ain't kissed one

Just got a check, it's a big one

Sixty-three cribs with a bitch in each one

Just hit the first sixty-threesome

Air force cheeks, I'ma crease 'em, lace 'em

Bitch, you ain't slick, I don't pre-cum

Feeling braindead, need cerebrum

Now my dick tired, put a thumb in her bumbum

I am for real, the way I rock round with my mill'

Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I'm droppin' out with a milf

Check out my wheels, drive itself, yeah, I'm not too thrilled

Bitch, come to Brazil, kung fu bitch, Kill Bill

Go outside, touch grass

Go inside, touch ass

Go outside, touch grass

Go inside, touch ass

If the money come in crumbs then I'm breaded

See us on a print in a suit, double-breasted

Puffin' on the gas, unleaded

Halle Berry in my DMs, tryna get it

And I bought a Cali King just to wet it

Flex on Hasan with the eight hundred credit

Gravy train runnin' for the Senate

AOC reached out, might hit it

I am for real, the way I rock round with my mill'

Ooh, I feel like Pharrell, I'm droppin' out with a milf

Check out my wheels, drive itself, yeah, I'm not too thrilled

Bitch, come to Brazil, kung fu bitch, Kill Bill

Go inside, touch ass

Go outside, touch grass

Go inside, touch ass

Go outside, touch grass