Chords Yung Gravy - Clock

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Chords Yung Gravy - Clock

Lyrics Yung Gravy - Clock

[Intro]
Em7
God damn, baby
B7/A
You ever look down at your wrist and see a little snow man sitting on it?
Em7
Itā€™s crazy
B7/A
They must be filming the new Ice Age movie or somethinā€™
(Itā€™s Jason Rich baby)

[Verse 1]
Em7
I donā€™t need a clean version ā€˜cause this shit is clean already
B7
I just flew down to Atlanta just so I could get some fetti
Em7
And so I could see my Jewish bitch, sheā€™s bad, her name is Betty
B7
And I like to keep her ā€˜round because she make that mean spaghetti
Em7
Thatā€™s that mean shit, that clean shit

I pull up on yo seamstress
B7
I might just drop this album ā€˜cause this is shit is fucking seamless
Em7
And mail it to yo crib cause Iā€™m all about convenience
B7
I piped all my professors so Yung Gravy on the Deanā€™s List
Em7
(Ayy) When Iā€™m on the beat Iā€™m viscious
B7/A
Gravy got the sauce so I keep your bitch nutritious
Em7
(Yeah) Now her mans looking so suspicious
B7/A
Boutta be flexing like Christmas, booty be looking delicious

[Chorus]
Em7
It get misty when I talk

See the way I walk
B7
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block
Em7
All these birds I got a flock

See the way I walk
B7
Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock
Em7
I create a fuckinā€™ blizzy ā€˜cause itā€™s misty when I talk
B7
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot
Em7
And my wrist is fuckinā€™ chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
B7
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa)

[Verse 2]
Em7
I ainā€™t really Jewish but I gotta flex on Hanukkah
B7/A
Threesome with yo auntie and a barber named Veronica
Em7
Serenade yo bitch with Bing Crosby on harmonica
B7/A
Iā€™m covered in ice but Iā€™m raising the thermometer
Em7
Pipinā€™ yo bitch in the grass, she shakinā€™ ass
B7
Gravy be skipping the class, fuck on yo bitch itā€™s my task

You donā€™t even ask
Em7
Gravy so cold like Alaska, maybe Nebraska

Give a bitch asthma, up in the sky like Iā€™m NASA
B7
Might cop a castle, you a lilā€™ rascal

Cover your bitch in Tabasco (Uh)
Em7 N.C.
Iā€™m mixinā€™ gin with the Kool-Aid

Back of the Benz with your boo thang
B7
(Police just told me to freeze and I told them
motherfuckers itā€™s already too late)
Em7
Ice in my genetics, I came out the womb frozen
B7
I can say a couple words to your lady and get chosen

[Interlude]
Em7
Thanks for tuninā€™ into the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy
B7
A.K.A Lil Steamer
Em7
Keepinā€™ yā€™all warm when itā€™s chilly baby
B7
Keepinā€™ yā€™all warm when itā€™s chilly

[Verse 3]
Em7
The songā€™s not over

I feel like a four leaf clover
B7
I got lucky with yo mama and yo Rabbi on Passover
Em7
In the Rover
B7
(I hit yo sister up every time that Iā€™m hungover cause
my head hurts and I need some fucking booty to layover)

[Chorus]
Em7
It get misty when I talk

See the way I walk
B7
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block
Em7
All these birds I got a flock

See the way I walk
B7
Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock
Em7
I create a fuckinā€™ blizzy ā€˜cause itā€™s misty when I talk
B7
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot
Em7
And my wrist is fuckinā€™ chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
B7
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa)

[Outro]
Em7 B7
Pour some gravy on it
Em7 B7
Pour some gravy on it

[Intro]
Em7
God damn, baby
B7/A
You ever look down at your wrist and see a little snow man sitting on it?
Em7
Itā€™s crazy
B7/A
They must be filming the new Ice Age movie or somethinā€™
(Itā€™s Jason Rich baby)

[Verse 1]
Em7
I donā€™t need a clean version ā€˜cause this shit is clean already
B7
I just flew down to Atlanta just so I could get some fetti
Em7
And so I could see my Jewish bitch, sheā€™s bad, her name is Betty
B7
And I like to keep her ā€˜round because she make that mean spaghetti
Em7
Thatā€™s that mean shit, that clean shit

I pull up on yo seamstress
B7
I might just drop this album ā€˜cause this is shit is fucking seamless
Em7
And mail it to yo crib cause Iā€™m all about convenience
B7
I piped all my professors so Yung Gravy on the Deanā€™s List
Em7
(Ayy) When Iā€™m on the beat Iā€™m viscious
B7/A
Gravy got the sauce so I keep your bitch nutritious
Em7
(Yeah) Now her mans looking so suspicious
B7/A
Boutta be flexing like Christmas, booty be looking delicious

[Chorus]
Em7
It get misty when I talk

See the way I walk
B7
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block
Em7
All these birds I got a flock

See the way I walk
B7
Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock
Em7
I create a fuckinā€™ blizzy ā€˜cause itā€™s misty when I talk
B7
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot
Em7
And my wrist is fuckinā€™ chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
B7
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa)

[Verse 2]
Em7
I ainā€™t really Jewish but I gotta flex on Hanukkah
B7/A
Threesome with yo auntie and a barber named Veronica
Em7
Serenade yo bitch with Bing Crosby on harmonica
B7/A
Iā€™m covered in ice but Iā€™m raising the thermometer
Em7
Pipinā€™ yo bitch in the grass, she shakinā€™ ass
B7
Gravy be skipping the class, fuck on yo bitch itā€™s my task

You donā€™t even ask
Em7
Gravy so cold like Alaska, maybe Nebraska

Give a bitch asthma, up in the sky like Iā€™m NASA
B7
Might cop a castle, you a lilā€™ rascal

Cover your bitch in Tabasco (Uh)
Em7 N.C.
Iā€™m mixinā€™ gin with the Kool-Aid

Back of the Benz with your boo thang
B7
(Police just told me to freeze and I told them
motherfuckers itā€™s already too late)
Em7
Ice in my genetics, I came out the womb frozen
B7
I can say a couple words to your lady and get chosen

[Interlude]
Em7
Thanks for tuninā€™ into the smooth sounds of Yung Gravy
B7
A.K.A Lil Steamer
Em7
Keepinā€™ yā€™all warm when itā€™s chilly baby
B7
Keepinā€™ yā€™all warm when itā€™s chilly

[Verse 3]
Em7
The songā€™s not over

I feel like a four leaf clover
B7
I got lucky with yo mama and yo Rabbi on Passover
Em7
In the Rover
B7
(I hit yo sister up every time that Iā€™m hungover cause
my head hurts and I need some fucking booty to layover)

[Chorus]
Em7
It get misty when I talk

See the way I walk
B7
Furry Gucci slippers when I pull up on yo block
Em7
All these birds I got a flock

See the way I walk
B7
Wrist so fucking chilly got a snowman on my clock
Em7
I create a fuckinā€™ blizzy ā€˜cause itā€™s misty when I talk
B7
When I talk, when I talk, when I talk, with yo thot
Em7
And my wrist is fuckinā€™ chilly, I got Frosty on my clock
B7
On my clock, on my clock, on my clock, on my clock (Whoa)

[Outro]
Em7 B7
Pour some gravy on it
Em7 B7
Pour some gravy on it

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