Heyy Lyrics – Lil Baby
Heyy Lyrics
My favorite bitch just cut me off And she won’t even let me know the reason It’s probably one of her lil messy Hatin’ ass friends being evil
I ain’t stressin’ bout it she’ll come around When she wanna eat it up Slow stroke fast stroke grind in it I’m a real pleaser
60 hoes in new york having dinner Bottega send it to me as soon as they get it I put maybach seats in the sprinter Make sure everybody sit comfortable You gotta really pay attention i’m not mumblin’ She tryna have a good time she wanna come with us They know we cant be fucked with not one of us It’s done been some times i slipped i’m not falling
Brabus baby blue the inside too I’m feeling like a kid again They thought i got lucky last time fuck it I’m back on that shit again Her last bag was a crocodile kelly Got it chocolate to match her skin
I just gave bruh 100 pounds of wham Told him tell the city it’s in Majority of the time i hi and Bye these niggas
I ain’t with all that locking in shit Money over everything try to stop it You get popped right then and there Message thread full of where you at’s And pull up on me’s bunch of whens and where’s
Youngin’s out here wildin’ with no guidance All they care about is who they kill I was tryna keep that shit in order It got harder cuz i’m never there It’s a better life out here I promise brodie imma keep it in they ear
I know how it feel to spin an opp But it feel way better to count a million I come from the bottom of the bottom I shot right up through the fucking ceiling
Heyy Everybody lit can’t put our fire out Heyy Soon as it pop bro pull that fire out Heyy This her first time coming to my house Heyy Better go hard girl this yo tryouts
Heyy Everybody lit can’t put our fire out Heyy Soon as it pop bro pull that fire out Heyy This her first time coming to my house Heyy Better go hard girl this yo tryouts
Stay down hustle hard Until you come up Take sum only when you need it You won’t make it far being greedy My grandma taught me how to be a leader If we fly commercial we got greeters They just know that we important people They see how we coming think we ghetto Until they children tell ‘em i’m they hero
Flight attendant say i look familiar Crack a smile tell her it’s a small world Oh that’s yo bitch that’s my hoe too We gone share her call her our girl Real street music i ran that field If you can hit that then she ain’t my girl Get yo lick back come step in my world Two bitches on the same itinerary The same flight same hotel They don’t even know each other yet (yeah)
One of em don’t say nun The other askin’ do we go together yet Young turnt nigga ain’t no holding back This a brabus bro not a regular wagon I don’t kiss and tell i ain’t into that I don’t think i met a nigga colder yet like
Heyy Everybody lit can’t put our fire out Heyy Soon as it pop bro pull that fire out Heyy This her first time coming to my house Heyy Better go hard girl this yo tryouts
Heyy Everybody lit can’t put our fire out Heyy Soon as it pop bro pull that fire out Heyy This her first time coming to my house Heyy Better go hard girl this yo tryouts
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Song Credits
Song: Heyy