- Lil Baby Heyy 歌词
- Lil Baby
- 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
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 fxxked with Nann 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
Fxxk 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 “hin and “bye” these n*****
Tain'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 “oull up on me’s”
Bunch of “whens and where’s”
Youngins 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 a opp
But it feel way better to count a million
I come from the bottom of the bottom
I shot right up through the fxxking ceiling
Heyyyy
Everybody lit
Can’t put our fire out
Heyyyy
Soon as it pop
Bro, pull that fire out
Heyyyy
This her first time coming to my house
Heyyyy
Better go hard girl
This yo tryouts
Heyyy
Everybody lit
Can’t put our fire out
Heyyyy
Soon as it pop
Bro, pull that fire out
Неуууу
This her first time coming to my house
Heyyyy
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 the hero
Flight attendant say I look familiar
Crack a smile
Tell her “It’s a small world”
Oh that’s yo b**ch
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
2 bitches
On the same itinerary
The same flight
Same hotel
They don’t even know each other yet
One of em don’t say nun
The other askin’ do we go together yet
Young turnt n**** ain’t no holding back
This a Brabus bro
Not a regular wagon
I don’t kiss and tell lain’t into that
I don’t think I met a n**** colder yet (like)
Heyyyy
Everybody lit
Can’t put our fire out
Неуууу
Soon as it pop
Bro, pull that fire out
Heyyyy
This her first time coming to my house
Heyyyy
Better go hard girl
This yo tryouts
Неууyy
Everybody lit
Can’t put our fire out
Heyyyy
Soon as it pop
Bro, pull that fire out
Heyyyy
This her first time coming to my house
Heyyyy
Better go hard girl
This yo tryouts
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