Tampa Bay Bustdown – Yung Gravy lyrics

Lyrics Tampa Bay Bustdown – Yung Gravy

Tampa Bay Bustdown lyrics
Baby cock the Glock and then I let it spray
Bust it out the Chevrolet
Goin’ fishing for your bitch today
We drunk in Tampa Bay
And we gon’ hit a lick we getting rich today

I got all these horses howdy partner
Runnin’ through the crib with a stick like Harry Potter (Bang bang)
Go ‘head run it back we can get it Mary Poppin’
Since I got guap these bitches can’t tell me nothin’
Girl I’m numb and I ain’t feelin’ nothin’
Why you got a pistol? You ain’t killin’ nothin’
We really got the drop we finna drop every opp (Ayy ayy ayy)
Hopped in ‘Rari and told that bitch “Giddy up” (Ayy ffft)
I’m like C-Notes pull up
No we ain’t slippin’
Hit ’em up (Hit ’em up)

Baby cock the Glock and then I let it spray (Bang bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet (Chevrolet ayy)
Goin’ fishing for your bitch today (Your bitch today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon’ hit a lick we getting rich today

Ayy baptized in the Chattahoochee
Trailer park coochie steel-toed Gucci’s (Woah nelly)
F150 whip it like a hootie
Pull up to the Garth Brooks show for the groupies
Shootin’ ducks bitch we don’t fuck with ducks bitch
I turned to Tucker and I said

Baby cock the Glock and then I let it spray (Bang bang bang)
Bust it out the Chevrolet (Chevrolet ayy)
Goin’ fishing for your bitch today (Your bitch today)
We drunk in Tampa Bay (Tampa Bay)
And we gon’ hit a lick we getting rich today

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Tampa Bay Bustdown – Yung Gravy lyrics
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