Betty (Get Money) Lyrics by Yung Gravy
With your baby mama at the crib I blow her backout Shawty filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao
Alley-oop without the hoop they call me Jerry Stackhouse Dazing out in public but your mama made me snap out
Before I get the dough got the morning routine
wake up bright and early to some brand new cream floss 3 times, baby I’M SO CLEAN
Gravy got cheese now, that’s poutine
Gravy coming 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, bag it like some skittles
Gravy why you out of pocket?
Stop it!
I’m Getting money Gravy Crockett
Drop it
Never take an L more
Never take a damn thing slow
All I know is chase this dough
And get money
Never gonna take no loss
Never gonna lose my sauce
All I know is chase this (whoa)
And get money
You know I live the fast life
I don’t got a type! baby I’m the cash type Still getting dividends from a past life
I get your daddy’s net worth on a bad night Cause I act right
Rocking Rick, clapping astleys like the 80’s 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 dancing now they yelling Gravy Swayze
Damn Gravy you so vicious
You so clean and so delicious
How come you ain’t got no misses
Count that paper count them riches
Never take an L more
Never take a damn thing slow All I know is chase this dough And get money
Never gonna take no loss Never gonna lose my sauce All I know is chase this (whoa) And get money