[Intro: Gravy Baby]
Alright...Alright, it's like, what?

[Verse 1: Gravy Baby]
Yeah, I think it's happened again
Beat came on started rappin' again
I found myself on the mic with a pad and a pen
I drop thoughts from my mind cause this shit never ends
I'm like a boat in the ocean the way I be floatin'
The words that I'm spoken are vivid and potent
My third eye's open and put my life into motion
As the world was revolvin'
I kept my mind open and hopin'
I could kick back and make tracks
Sold manifest that's a fuckin' chit chat
Too much this and that
Cunts burin' now, I'm everything they lack
I'm not freeze after park home run
Like how the fuck did I do that?
Bally pulls down with a baseball bat
Cunts just face that I kill tracks, like blah
This is semi-automatic rap
Cones 'til my dome go demon on the track
I'm immortal with the technique at the point of no return
Hip-hops my life and there's no turning back
I get dizzy like a rascal, bro
My chick I need me on my beat blowing chopper, what?
I'm comin' to see ya, what?
I'm coming to see ya
Bro shut the fuck Imma tell ya where to meet ya
Cunt droppin' off, it's like I ordered pizza
See fans on the street; "Hi, nice to meet ya
YouTube videos; that's where I seen ya
Keep doing what you do, yeah, killing the scene man."
And that's what's up and I love the support
Like where the fuck would I be without you cunts?

[Verse 2: Gravy Baby]
Alright
Gravy... Baby
We go demon on this shit
I don't know why
Alright, yeah
Okay, let me break down this beat
A beast in my tep with eye Horas like tattooed hieroglyphs
No rest in ya peace
Legends in my presence like I resurrected the deceased
Wait, what the fuck I said?
Legends in my presence like I resurrected the deceased
Cause it's Southwest to the death, bro
Soos cunts like death row
Any last words? Lethally inject bro
Rap 360, fuck a metro
New type of sound, let me take you through the steps bro;
First I dismantle my thoughts and then I enter different depths, oh
Enter souls that I fucking own
Now I'm just talkin' 'bout psychadelics
Mixed with a microphone
I go bonkers yo, bitches lose control
When they hear me drop fir flow
Get 'em wet deadset just to let you know
I get 'em wet deadset just to let you know
"You're on your way mate!"
That's all I hear these cunts say
Down under home grown, but you never hear me say 'G'day"
Dumb cunts, I spit Sydney slang
Yeah man, a drop of eshays
Like Sydeny Serchaz back in the day
Like Sydeny Serchaz back in the day
Wait, hold up
I tell this cunt "It's all gravy baby!"
Wait, wait I tell him again "It's all gravy baby!"
Tries to blaze and my fans keep tellin' me
Keep the blaze alive these opposite weeds
I will G-Shock cunts like I spit the Red Sea
Feel my force like I'm the next King to beat

[Outro: Gravy Baby]
Yeah, alright
This is what we do you know? Southwest
All the areas
All the cunts listening to this shit, you know what I mean?
Shoutout
Bang
Gravy make it bang
What? I make it bang
Fuck it!
You know what I mean?
Tripped Out shit, new shit, I don't know
Just sounded good
I don't know
Hahaha!
Haha!
Yeah
Yeah