Martha Stewart
Yung Gravy Lyrics

I'ma tell you to your face, boy
I'm not afraid to say this to you directly

Your mom a cougar
Your mother is an older woman who likes younger men

Shawty serve me up, now I feel like I'm at Hooters (baby)
A girl served him in such an attractive way it made him feel like he was at a Hooters restaurant

I scoop then I dip, I be movin' like an Uber
He quickly picks up girls and moves on to the next one just like an Uber driver

Fresh out the clink cookin' up, Martha Stewart
Just like Martha Stewart, he's fresh out of jail but still able to cook up a storm in the kitchen

Martha Stewart (ayy), Martha Stewart (ayy)
He's comparing himself to Martha Stewart

Make maneuvers (yeah), think I'm Martha Stewart (woah)
He's able to make intricate moves much like Martha Stewart would and compares himself to her again

Martha Stewart (ayy), with some cougars (baby)
He's with older women that resemble Martha Stewart

Gravy with your mama in the kitchen, Martha Stewart
He's cooking with someone's mother who resembles Martha Stewart

It's Martha Stewart (Martha Stewart), I had to do her (Martha Stewart)
He had to sleep with someone who reminds him of Martha Stewart

I keep a cougar (Martha Stewart)
He's able to keep the company of an older woman who resembles Martha Stewart

I think I'm Martha Stewart (it's Martha Stewart)
He believes he's similar to Martha Stewart

Ayy, slim thick ho, that's my honey (yeah, yeah)
A curvy woman is his favorite type

Get the bread, get the stacks, get the money
He's all about getting money

Shawty got the ass goin' dummy (yeah, yeah)
A girl has an attractive rear end

I'ma write a book, how to cook, like I'm Martha
He's trying to write a cookbook just like Martha Stewart

I just got the mink, all pink on the parka
He recently got a pink fur coat

Copped the plain jane and I turned it to a sparkler
He took something plain and made it flashy

Took yo main thang, ghost ride and I parked her
He took someone's girlfriend, let the car drive by itself, and then parked it

Yuh, ayy, ooh, gravy on me makin' hymns
He's making good music

Thirty-thousand on my limbs
He spent a lot of money on jewelry and other things worn on his arms and legs

Treat you like a pair of Timbs, you get scuffed (woah)
He treats people like shoes, only keeping them until they're no longer useful

Get that coochie on a whim
He's able to get sexual gratification whenever he wants

Give that girl the stuff, like I'm Shaq jumpin' out the gym
He's giving a girl everything she wants like Shaquille O'Neal jumping high in the air

Ooh, ayy, I fucked my tutor, yeah, I'm flexed up
He slept with his tutor and feels proud of himself

Sit behind your bitch on her scooter
He's riding behind someone's girlfriend on a scooter

I don't hit no groupies, baby, only fuck with cougars
He only sleeps with older women and not groupies

I'm a blond ho, self-made, call me Martha Stewart
He's a self-made blonde woman like Martha Stewart

I'm like Martha Stewart (ooh), you like Stuart Little (ayy)
He's comparing himself to Martha Stewart again and comparing someone to a small mouse

Gravy gon' serenade your sister on the fiddle (pussy)
He's going to play music for someone's sister in a seductive way

Look down at my wrist, it's a high chance of drizzle (pussy)
The jewelry on his wrist is so shiny it looks like it could begin to rain

Your whole gang hooked like the motherfuckin' Wiggles (pussy)
Everyone in someone's group is easily influenced by him

I'll be iced out, you can call me Kris Kringle (ho)
He has a lot of ice (jewelry) on him

Can't nobody reach me, I'm the bottom of the Pringles
No one can bring him down, he's at the bottom (most secure) of the chain

Olive Garden hit me up to make they ass a jingle
He was asked to make a commercial jingle for Olive Garden restaurant

'Til I found out the president of marketing was single (And I fucked)
He slept with the president of marketing after finding out they were single