Yung Gravy – yup! (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Yung Gravy unveils another single titled “yup!”. Listen, stream, watch the video, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Zach Zurn, Yung Gravy, Yung Milkcrate, Rance & Nick Seeley.

Yung Gravy Yup

The Latin strings in the song are a notable divergence in production from the modern pop instrumentals over trap hi-hats that we were treated to in Baby Gravy 2, his recent collaborative album with bbno$. Still, it should be of mild surprise that the “1 Thot 2 Thot Red Thot Blue Thot” rapper is open to trying new things.

He remains both consistent and creative in his sexual commentary with his signature wit on such lines as “If that bitch can clip her seat belt on the first try then she ain’t my type/ Gravy need a bitch with an ass so fat that it makes it hard to live her life”.

He retains such control over the track throughout its entirety without the assistance of any features, an uncommon move for the rapper who’s worked with the likes of TrippythaKid, Chief Keef, Juicy J, and Lil Baby.

Nonetheless, he makes the most of the three-and-a-half-minute foot-tapping tune by delivering a shot of excitement, mixed with fan speculation of the single prefacing the release of another full-length album.

Yung Gravy – yup! (prod. Zach Zurn, Yung Gravy, Yung Milkcrate, Rance & Nick Seeley)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Oye
Mamita rica, che madame
Pa’ que lo goce
¡Ajá!

[Chorus]
Light them blunts up when I walk in the building (Ooh)
Gravy gettin’ buck every time I get up in it (Ayy)
Always pull up with a plethora of women (Of them women)
I be like, “Yup, bitch, that’s how I be livin'” (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And your bitch say, “What’s up?” Ayy, she tryna get it (Ayy)
“Gravy, let me fuck,” ooh, I’ll consider (Ayy, ayy, ooh)
I ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (Ayy, ayy)
So I say, “Yup, baby girl, I’ma hit it,” I’ma hit it, baby

[Verse 1]
Ayy, don’t you fuck with me, buddy, you could meet the Fockers
When I pop it off, call me Orville Redenbacher
I be cookin’ up, I’m the young Betty Crocker (Ooh)
Gravy piped your mom again, wow, what a shocker
Hannah Montana, I got the juice, I got the Fanta
I got the juice, like a banana
I got the juice, like Tropicana
I make gas, I got gelato
I’ma splash, I’m like a bottle
Got pizazz like it’s my motto
I’m tryna pull up on Nelly Furtado and then I’ma smash
Gravy got your puta
She sittin’ in my jacuzzi (Ooh)
I think I need a few more
Yeah, and if you got the Henny, pour it up

[Chorus]
When I walk in the building (Ooh)
Gravy gettin’ buck every time I get up in it (Ayy)
Always pull up with a plethora of women (Of them women)
I be like, “Yup, bitch, that’s how I be livin'” (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And your bitch say, “What’s up?” Ayy, she tryna get it (Ayy)
“Gravy, let me fuck,” ooh, I’ll consider (Ayy, ayy, ooh)
I ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (Ayy, ayy)
So I say, “Yup, baby girl, I’ma hit it,” I’ma hit it, baby

[Verse 2]
Yup, she said yup, I said yup
I pull up, I clap, yup, yup, yup, baby (I’ma hit it, baby)
And if that bitch can clip her seat belt on the first try then she ain’t my type (I need a thicky)
Gravy need a bitch with an ass so fat that it makes it hard to live her life (Goddamn)
And I’ma get the bands even if I don’t want to
If you smell like Black & Milds, baby, I don’t want you
Gravy got the drip and the cheese like I’m fondue
All of y’all been on one, congrats, bitch, I’m on two
She call me Papa Johns, I got the sauce, baby
Get the fuck off my lawn, now get lost, baby
Bitch, I feel like Boss Baby mixed with Jack Frost
Eighty bitches in my crib, goin’ through ’em, Randy Moss, baby

[Interlude]
Ooh, pussy
Gravy
Woh
Hombre, no nací bailando
¡Ajá!

[Chorus]
Light them blunts up when I walk in the building (Ooh)
Gravy gettin’ buck every time I get up in it (Ayy)
Always pull up with a plethora of women (Of them women)
I be like, “Yup, bitch, that’s how I be livin'” (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
And your bitch say, “What’s up?” Ayy, she tryna get it (Ayy)
“Gravy, let me fuck,” ooh, I’ll consider (Ayy, ayy, ooh)
I ain’t bust a nut in the last thirty minutes (Ayy, ayy)
So I say, “Yup, baby girl, I’ma hit it,” I’ma hit it, baby

[Outro]
Muchacho
Gravy está duro de verdad, ¿eh?
Woh
Hombre, no nací bailando
¡Ajá!