Capo: 1st fret
[Intro]
Fmaj7 G
Never gonna give you up
Em7 Am
Never gonna let you down
F G Em7
Never gonna run around and desert you
Am
I'll never let you down, baby (It's really Yung Gravy), uh, ayy
[Verse 1]
F G
With your baby mama at the crib, I blow her back out
Em7 Am
Shawty Filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao
F G
Alley Oop without the hoop, they call me Jerry Stackhouse
Em7 Am
Dazin' out in public, but your mama made me snap out
F G
'Fore I get the dough, I got the morning routine
Em7 Am
Wake up bright and early to some brand new cream
F G
Floss three times, baby, I'm so clean
N.C.
Gravy got cheese, now, that's poutine (Woah, baby)
F G
Gravy coming hot like I'm hoppin' off the griddlе
Em7 Am
Pull up on the kid if you're tryna get bеlittled
F G
All the mamas love me, now I think I'm peanut brittle
N.C.
Flex the rainbow, bag it like some Skittles
[Pre-Chorus]
F G Em7
Gravy, why you out of pocket? (Out of pocket)
Am F
Stop it (No, no)
G
I'm gettin' money, Gravy Crockett
Em7 Am
Drop it
[Chorus]
F G
Never take an L no more
Em7 Am
Never take a damn thing slow
F G Em7 Am
(All I know is chase this dough and get money
(Get the money, get the money))
F G
Never gonna take no loss
Em7 Am
Never gonna lose my sauce
F N.C. G Em7 Am
(All I know is chase this (Woah), and get money
(Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money))
[Interlude]
F G
Get money
Em7 Am
Probably into the early morning
F G
Or get money
Em7 Am
Yeah, I live the fast life (Woah)
[Verse 2]
F
Yeah, you know I live the fast life
G Em7
I don't got a type, baby, I'm the cash type
Am F
Still gettin' dividends from a past life
G Em7
I get your daddy's net worth on a bad night
Am
'Cause I act right
N.C. F G
Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick, clappin' Astleys like the 80s
Em7 Am
Never give it up until the reaper come and slay me
F G
Pull up with a Zelda and a Peach and a Daisy
Em7 Am
I be dirty dancin', now they yellin' "Gravy Swayze"
[Bridge]
F G
Damn, Gravy, you so vicious (Ooh)
Em7 Am
You so clean and so delicious (So delicious)
F G
How come you ain't got no missus?
Em7 Am
Count that paper, count the riches
[Chorus]
F G
Never take an L no more
Em7 Am
Never take a damn thing slow
F G Em7 Am
(All I know is chase this dough and get money
(Get the money, get the money))
F G
Never gonna take no loss
Em7 Am
Never gonna lose my sauce
F N.C. G Em7 Am
(All I know is chase this (Woah), and get money
(Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money))
[Outro]
F G
Get money
Em7 Am
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
F G Em7 Am
Or get money, woah
F G
Get money
Em7 Am
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
F G Em7 Am
Or get money, woah
N.C.
(Disco weapon)
Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
(I'll never let you down, baby)
(It's really Yung Gravy)
Uh, aye
With your baby mama at the crib and blow her back out
Shawty Filipino and she call me Manny Pacquiao
Alley Oop without the hoop, they call me Jerry Stackhouse
Gazin' out in public, but your mama made me snap out
Before I get the dough, I got the morning routine
Wake up bright and early, this some brand new cream
Floss three times, baby, I'm so clean
Gravy got cheese, now that's poutine (Whoa, baby)
Gravy come in hot like I'm hoppin' off the griddle
Pull up on the kid if you're tryna get belittled
All the mamas love me, now I think I'm peanut brittle
Flex the rainbow, bangin' like some Skittles
Gravy, why you out of pocket? (Out of pocket)
Stop it (No, no)
I'm gettin' money, Gravy Crocker
Drop it
Never take a L no more
Never take a damn thing slow
All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money)
Never gonna take no loss
Never gonna lose my sauce
All I know is chase this (Whoa), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money)
Get money
Probably into the early morning
Or get money
Yeah, I live the fast life (Whoa)
Yeah, you know I life the fast live
I don't got a type, baby, I'm a cash type
Still gettin' dividends from a past life
I'll get your daddy's net worth on a bad night
'Cause I act right
Yeah, I'm rockin' Rick, clappin' ass-tleys like the '80s
Never give it up until the reaper come and slay me
Pull up with a Zelda and a Peach and a Daisy
I be dirty dancin', now they yellin', "Gravy Swayze"
Damn, Gravy, you so vicious (Ooh)
You so clean, so delicious (So delicious)
How come you ain't got no misses?
Count that paper, count the riches
Never take a L no more
Never take a damn thing slow
All I know is chase this dough and get money (Get the money, get the money)
Never gonna take no loss
Never gonna lose my sauce
All I know is chase this (Whoa), and get money (Gettin' money, gettin' money, gettin' money)
Get money
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
Or get money, whoa
Get money
Get money, Gravy gettin' money
Or get money, whoa
Disco weapon
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