Alley Oop lyrics

[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Lil Baby]
Ayy, drunk in Atlanta
I'm at your crib with the pack like I’m Santa (Slatt)
With a b*tch from Havana
f*ck with the crew, you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull up, you panic
Ice on my wrist, it took down the Titanic (Woo, that's cold, b*tch)
I'm at Giuseppe
I’m in the back of the store gettin' Becky (Like woo)
b*tch (Baby)
This the type sh*t that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant, that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo)

[Post-Chorus: Yung Gravy]
b*tch, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b*tch and I hang from the hoop (Like, woo)
b*tch, Givenchy my suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up, alley-oop (Woo, yeah)
Think I'm Nowitzki
I'm at your crib with your mom sippin' whiskey (Woo)
Gravy got love for the south
I f*ck your b*tch at the Waffle House (Baby)

[Verse 1: Yung Gravy]
Think I’m Larry Bird, b*tch
Dunk on your b*tch cervix
Talkin’ 'bout you heard sh*t
Well what you heard, b*tch?
Fendi my hip, pardon my drip
Reach in my pocket, I pull out yo b*tch (Yuh)
Bentley my whip, came with the grip
Found out my b*tch couldn’t fit
She f*ckin' thick, b*tch
[Chorus: Yung Gravy & Lil Baby]
Drunk in Atlanta
I'm at your crib with the pack like I'm Santa
With a b*tch from Havana
f*ck with the crew, you get peeled like banana (Baby)
I pull up, you panic
Ice on my wrist, it took down the Titanic (That’s cold, b*tch)
I'm at Giuseppe
I'm in the back of the store gettin' Becky (Ooh, ooh, ooh, like woo)
b*tch (Baby)
This the type sh*t that's gon' make them go crazy (Like woo)
I just pulled up in a brand new Mercedes (Woo)
She said she pregnant that can't be my baby (Woo, yeah)
I was just stuck in the trap and they saved me (Like woo)

[Post-Chorus: Yung Gravy]
b*tch, hop out the coupe
Dunk on your b*tch and I hang from the hoop (Like woo)
b*tch, Burberry suit
Me and Lil Baby pull up, alley-oop (Woo, yep)
Think I'm Tim Duncan
How come your mom and your b*tch call me pumpkin? (Woo, ho)
Dip in the taxi
f*ck on your b*tch in the back of the Zaxby's, b*tch

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
I don't play games n*gga, know that (Know that)
I just want the scrilla like I'm Kodak (Kodak)
I done got the brain, you can come and get your ho back
I can find a bag anywhere, f*ck a LoJack
I just poured a four and a perc' I'm bout to throwback
I'ma let my chains hang everywhere I go at
I done been the chain gang, I don't want to go back
[Interlude: Yung Gravy]
This that hoopin' sh*t, baby
Yeah I break the pus*y's ankles, baby
Dream Shake the titties (Like woo)

[Outro: Yung Gravy]
b*tch, hop out the whip
Pull up I'm lookin' like Tokyo Drift (Woo)
b*tch, I got the gift
Scoop up your mama, lil' b*tch, I'm a Lyft (Woo)
b*tch, Magic Johnson
Pull up I gave her that magic Johnson
Yeah, I'm in the kitchen
b*tch it's Yung Gravy, I splash like I'm Pippen