[Intro]
Fappy and ratchet, uh, uh
Fappy and ratchet, uh, uh
We are fappy and ratchet, uh, uh
We are fappy and ratchet, haha, uh, uh, yeah
[Chorus]
Baby on that broke bitch shit (Broke bitch)
I be on that ''Go get rich'', get a bag, then I dip (Go, go)
He already know what it is (Uh)
If he make it back to the crib, then he gon' want a lick
Ayy, gravity, make it drop
Pick that shit up, make it stop
Look back at this shit like it's a lot
Ayy, gravity, make it drop, uh
[Verse 1]
If you got a problem, better say sum (Say sum)
No, you can not run up on me with my day-ones (Run it up)
We'll wet your back up with that spray-gun (Which one)
If it's beef it ain't no take-backs, no refunds
My body looking like a pornstar
Spent a hunnid-K on all what's on us, only got a mar, want to feel it?
My niggas round me, ain't nobody guards
When I hop out the coupe, yeah, I park it on the lot
[Pre-Chorus]
Big racks, real chill, laid back
Black man on my nails like a Maybach
Heard they mad 'cause I stay up in a big bag
That mean that money in the walls is where I lay at
[Chorus]
Baby on that broke bitch shit (Broke bitch)
I be on that ''Go get rich'', get a bag, then I dip (Go, go)
He already know what it is (Uh)
If he make it back to the crib, then he gon' want a lick
Ayy, gravity, make it drop
Pick that shit up, make it stop
Look back at this shit like it's a lot
Ayy, gravity, make it drop (Yes, bitch, yes)
[Verse 2]
So what it sound when my bitch throwing the rain?
I ain't got no ass, just be always out of town (Uh)
He stuck on that same old shit, move around (No)
He been having fun so I had to subtract it
He said he a boss but the math ain't matching (Ayy, uh)
Divide my bitches up and cross these hoes out like they fractions
Got no problem with no nigga, got a problem with no action
[Pre-Chorus]
Big racks, real chill, laid back
Black man on my nails like a Maybach
Heard they mad 'cause I stay up in a big bag
That mean that money in the walls is where I lay at
[Chorus]
Baby on that broke bitch shit (Broke bitch)
I be on that ''Go get rich'', get a bag, then I dip (Go, go)
He already know what it is (Uh)
If he make it back to the crib, then he gon' want a lick
Ayy, gravity, make it drop
Pick that shit up, make it stop
Look back at this shit like it's a lot
Ayy, gravity, make it drop, uh
[Outro]
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Uh, uh
Gravity was written by Day Sulan & YNG Josh & Tommy Parker & Brittany B..
Gravity was produced by YNG Josh & Tommy Parker.