Welcome to Chilis

Welcome to Chilis Intro Niña, baila la cumbia sabrosa Mueve tu cadera y goza Dame tu boquita que quiero tus labios besar (bbno$) Que me ha dado— Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy So she got that booty poppin’ like it’s bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin’ heat, that rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo’ bitch a lil’ Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo’ blunts up baby, ándale Let’s get lit like it’s a holiday Verse 1: bbno$ & Yung Gravy My name is bbno$, let me tell you again I change the “no” to “yes” and now everybody claims they’re my friend You find the Baby Gravy on the top and we will not descend I got the pepperoni pizza, Fendi frames and blue cheese lens, yeah No stains on my white G-Fazos Wanted 20 mil’, turn my shit to pesos Got a billi’ when I cucked Jeff Bezos Hey Alexa, I’m playin’ baby, please don’t take me off payroll (bbno$) Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy So she got that booty poppin’ like it’s bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin’ heat, that rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo’ bitch a lil’ Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo’ blunts up baby, ándale Let’s get lit like it’s a holiday Verse 2: bbno$ & Yung Gravy Hey, Gravy Hey, Baby What’s good, bitch? Every day I wake up and I’m back on my bullshit How come every time I say a word it’s some good shit? I was born a Mac, I be on some Fleetwood shit I’ma stay givin’ miniscule fucks You need aimbot, pu*** boy, a crutch Gravy Baby start crime, we Starsky Hutch (Huh, ayy) Star-studded event when I valet park I think I’m Paul Wall dripped in the rally car I like a blunt mixed up with some caviar I like your mom but shit, she gave me battle scars Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy Got-got-got that booty poppin’ like it’s bubblegum-gum Beat up on that booty like rum-pum-pum-pum Will not listen to your bullshit, nah-nah-nah-nah Baby Gravy droppin’ heat, that rah-tah-tah-tah Pour yo’ bitch a lil’ Courvoisier Yoko Ono came through with the yay Roll mo’ blunts up baby, ándale Let’s get lit like it’s a holiday.