Yung Gravy - Betty (Get Money) (Official Music Video)YungGravyVEVO2022-06-10 | “Betty” (Get Money) out now on Spotify, Apple Music, and all your favorite streaming services: https://YungGravy.lnk.to/betty
Director: Adriaan Kirchner @agetime Executive Producer: Sarah El Khawand @sarahelkawand Line Producer: Sarah El Khawand @sarahelkawand 1st Assistant Director: Xavier Hamel @catdaddddddy Camera Operator: Alex Fauver @a_fauvs 1st Assistant Camera: Brian Hall @briansphotohall DIT: Jessie Diamond @jraydiamond Gaffer: Mike Williamson @mikewilliamsoncinema Best Boy Electric: Isaac Marziali @isaacmarz Key Grip: Myles Evenson @mylesmystery Best Boy Grip: Garrett Kline @gkline5 Production Designer: Rashi Jain @rashi_designs Prop Master: Andrew Caso @andrewcaso Wardrobe Stylist: Naomi Zinns @naomizinns Stylist Assistant: McKenna Matus Stylist Assistant: Azzy Carrillo MUA: Nelly Santiago @nells26 MUA Assistant: Shelby Samantha Juan Hair Stylist: Blyss Snead @theblyssexperience Choreographer: Monica Giavanna @monicagiavanna Main Dancer: Klaudia Antos @klaudiaantos Dancer: Rolanda Catapano @roroswagg Dancer: Ariana Rosado @arirosado Dancer: Nicole Hutton @nicoleehutton Animal Trainer: Titus Reynolds Production: Mark Allen @markswaveyy Production: Sam Ferrell Editor: Jessie Diamond @jraydiamond Colorist: Dan Edwards @edwardsdan VFX Artist: Patrick Lawler @patricklawler Production Company. @777productions_
http://vevo.ly/HB61q1Yung Gravy - Dancing In The Rain (Official Music Video)YungGravyVEVO2022-10-28 | Official music video for “Dancing In The Rain” by Yung Gravy. Off the new album “Marvelous.” Get the album here: yunggravy.lnk.to/marvelous
►Credits: Adriaan Kirchner (video director) Jessie Diamond (video editor) Phil Staiman (video producer) AK Films (production company)
►Official “Dancing In The Rain” Lyrics:
I’m dancing in the rain I cannot refrain From sliding in yo dame, I get change Dancing in the rain Cant fuck wit these lames I cannot complain, I get change
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ain’t no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ain’t no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
WOO For these hoes? No Dough? No Hoes? No Nope, nope Gravy still for pope though
For these hoes? No Dough? No Hoes? No Nope, nope Gravy still for pope though
Bitch I’m dead fresh, I might pull up in the hearse truck Gravy been a dog, Lisa Ann was my first love I stay with the bad hoes, but I be the worst one When they picking teams, Gravy always be the first one
Juice, Sauce, Lil bit of guala. Oops, just, supersoaked yo mama. New, bitch Michelle Obama Gravy bring the ruckus to the local Benihana
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ain’t no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show and a hunnid for my wrist Hunnid fifty for my skrt, couple milly at the crib Ain't yo baby, baby You can keep the gravy out yo lips, Ain’t no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
50k for a show (for a motherfucking show) And a hunnid for my wrist (for my goddamn wrist) Couple milly at the crib (at the motherfucking crib) Ain’t no way that baby gravy gonna change the way he live
Video Credits: Tracy: Ariana Madix Bird: DJ Tiiiiiiiiiip Directed & Shot by: Adriaan Kirchner Produced by: Sean Lyness Editor: Jesse Ray Diamond Colorist: Kinan Chabani Steadicam op: Quaid Cde Baca Art Direction: Cory Bailey Stylist: JOurdan Kadow Make up: Mary Kendall Camera Assistant: Alex Fauver Gaffer: Shawn Anderson Key Grip: Chris Hartsell Best boy: Glenn McDonald Best boy: Jaan Kristjan Utno Covid Officer: Noah Spindle
Lyrics: Ayy, Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious Supercalifragilis- MY EX BE ON SOME HOE SHIT Superman, I get them bands but ain't gon buy you roses Super-duper, get them cougars, took my wrist and froze it Super-duper hoes Y'all got Oompa Loompa hoes I ain't never knew ya hoes Prolly still ran through em though
Oh, wait wait wait, I, I do know your hoe? You talkin' bout, you talkin' bout Tracy? Nah nah nah nah nah, You mean, like, like, Tracy with the ass? Tracy with the, with the Honda? Shit... WELL
Oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby “Gravy hit my bitch” Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby “Gravy hit my bitch” Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
Lil bitch, I'm happy and I know it so I clap them fuckin' cheeks, yeah I'm happy and I show it to your mama in the sheets And I'm happy she's a freak hoe, Happy so my teeth glow Yeah, my bitch elite, I be clapping every week My neck, my back, got your mama on my sack My checks, my racks, it's the return of the motherfuckin' mack And I stay with the pack, though Clap, clap, then I'm out the backdoor Lil' Pillsbury, I stack dough Walkin' with a limp like a crack hoe
Oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsie daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby “Gravy hit my bitch” Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby Yeah, I said oops! baby Fuck up on your bitch, like oopsy daisy Never knew that was your boo, baby Hit it five times in the coupe Mercedes, whoopsie daisy, yeah Oops! baby “Gravy hit my bitch” Yeah, whoopsie daisy I just had to hit, it's my duty, baby Sippin' on the goose like Boosie baby
#YungGravy #Oops #GASANOVAYung Gravy - Gas Money (Official Music Video)YungGravyVEVO2020-10-05 | Gasanova out now on Spotify, Apple Music, and all your favorite streaming services: yunggravy.lnk.to/GASANOVA
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Credits: Video Director: Reggie Video Producer: Steven Taylor Video Editor: Troy Charbonnet Director of Photography: Grant Duncan Production Company: AVONNI
Lyrics: Countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, I'm the young Johnny Cash Money Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money
I think I’m Jack in the Box cause I stay up in the buns And your Ex got that box rated “E” for everyone Oooooo damn girl, that’s nasty I hit the spin move when she tried to harass me Tryin’ live but I’m dodgin’ these thots To the right and the left like I’m playing hopscotch And I’m counting my bread up, nonstop Gas money fuck a stop watch shit don’t ever stop Fuck a PO, fuck a piss test Y’all racist, stay lovin’ incest (fuckin’ pussies) Drive by get sprayed with the Windex Cause y’all nasty boofin’ them cigarettes (aye) And it's Gravy Eternally talkin’ my shit Your girl eternally jockin’ my dick And I could die today but my gang’ll stay eternally paid
They be countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, I'm the young Johnny Cash money Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money
I hit the pick six straight into the endzone Make your bitch flip, now you in the friend zone (friend zone) Back shots then she let me drive the Benz home In Atlanta and I’m selling at the Benz Dome That's a quickie bag, cop a Jag, Gucci backpack Imma flip it fast into cash like its black jack I'm the Sammy Davis Jr. junior from the ratpack Gravy fuck your bitch and disappear like I’m a snapchat
That’s that gas money Bitch I deserve a plaque money Daddy flapjacks how I stack money (aye)
Countin’ up that cash money, fast money, all up in your ass money I whip a Tesla, still got gas money I ain’t a bitch, yessir I keep cash on me You can get your face smacked if you act funny Cash money, fast money, I evade tax money I got dough, bitch you broke like some glass money Racked up, I’m the young Johnny Cash money Make gas mother fucker that’s gas money
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your B, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch it get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ayy) Got that sauce, Fettuccine; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ayy) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that God damn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 1] I'm like open sesame, now your bitch right next to me Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that shit finnessery, baby Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your bitch is your ex Heard my voice, now she tryna have s— (Woah) Flexin' ain't too complex, baby
[Bridge] Alaka-fuckin'-zam I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?" Abracadabra with these hands Hit yo' bitch with the shazam
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your B, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ooh) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that God damn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 2] I'm so sorry, that I had to end it Gravy serve it up like I'm playin' fuckin' tennis 2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate Gravy took your bitch, that's a fuckin' epidemic (Crazy) Hit a bird call and your bitch come hither Your bitch hit my line and the goods get delivered Pull up and I splash like a motherfuckin' river Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver
[Outro] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum
Video Directed/Edited by John Rawl Video Produced by Lillie Wojcik Produced by Downtime & J Gramm Written/Performed by Yung Gravy & bbno$ Whips Provided by Turo
LYRICS [Intro] bbno$
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin' kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpin’ up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my ex’s texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
[Verse 1: bbno$] I told that mom to call me never 'less we talkin’ cheddar I got my money up from where it was, my main endeavor (Yup) This money growin’ faster than myself, it's hard to measure I’m four-foot-two, my racks not pretty, girls, I love 'em never, woah
[Verse 2: Yung Gravy] Whip electric, pockets lookin' hectic Butterfly doors when I let your bitch exit Look majestic, move onto my next bitch She look 42, man, I think I'm dyslexic
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin’ kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpin' up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
[Verse 3: Yung Gravy] Pull up in that Model X with your model ex Elon Musk how I flex, thotties in my Pokédex Articuno on my neck, Pikachu on my Patek Gravy gotta catch 'em all every time I get a check
[Verse 4: bbno$] Ditch school, drop cheddar Get coupe, change weather This lady gotta send my money, she should call me never Brrt, brrt, brrt, please just call me never Double bitch, double header, Prada runners with the leather
[Verse 5: Yung Gravy] Switch lanes, get change, pull up with a thick chain 2018 world record for the dick game Gravy Guinness, front flip the finish That's how you doin' business when your side bitch a gymnast
[Chorus: bbno$ & Yung Gravy] Whip a Tesla, spinners lookin' kinda extra (Extra) Find me bumpin' up my fees, I'm sorry that I'm clever Wear a cap and gown like how the hell this make me better? Dodge my ex's texts (Thot), now she sendin' letters Hey Alexa, hey Alexa How many bitches can we fit in the Tesla? Told your bitch, "Nope," like I'm fuckin' Chuck Testa Thottie gon' finesse so I'm namin' her Vanessa
http://vevo.ly/4Z82vtYung Gravy, Pouya, Ramirez, Trippy tha Kid - The Boys Are Back In Town (Audio)YungGravyVEVO2019-05-31 | The Boys Are Back In Town ft. Pouya, Ramirez, Trippy tha Kid (Official Audio)
Get the album “Sensational” now: https://YungGravy.lnk.to/SensationalYD
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch it get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie (Ay) Got that sauce, Fettuccine Gravy so creamy Wrist so gleamy (Ay) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 1] I'm like open sesame, now your bitch right next to me Pipe up, that's my destiny, call that shit finnessery, baby Ooh, that's a flex; do a little trick, now your bitch is your ex Heard my voice, now she tryna have s— (Woah) Flexin' on ya too complex, baby
[Bridge] Ala-ka-fuckin-zam I'm like, "Bitch, who is your mans?" Abracadabra with these hands Hit your bitch with the shazam
[Chorus] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic
[Post-Chorus] Pull up on a bitch and get steamy Think I'm Houdini, lookin' like a genie, baby Got that sauce, Tortellini; Gravy so creamy, wrist so gleamy (Ay) Shit, I'm in it, eatin' that goddamn spinach Wit a bad bitch, she Finnish Gravy get near, your career get finished
[Verse 2] I'm so sorry, that I had to end it Gravy serve it up like I'm playin' fuckin' tennis 2018, I'll be runnin' for the Senate Gravy took your bitch, that's a fuckin' epidemic (Crazy) Hit a bird call and your bitch come hither Your bitch hit my line and the goods get delivered Pull up and I splash like a motherfuckin' river Wrist so cold, make a grown man shiver
[Outro] Gravy get near, your bitch disappear, I call that shit magic (Woah) She was your b, now she with me, ain't that shit tragic? (Baby) Gravy get close, you get comatose, that shit automatic (Woah) I'm castin' spells, you takin' L's, shit is fantastic Bum-bum-bum-bum, bum-bum-bum-bum