Lil Baby Heyy Song Lyrics
Yeah
My favorite bitch just cut me off, and she won’t even let me know the reason (yeah)It’s probably one of her lil’ messy hatin’ ass friends bein’ evilI ain’t stressin’ ’bout it, she’ll come around when she wanna eat it upSlow stroke, fast stroke, grindin’ it, I’m a real pleaser60 hoes in New York havin’ dinnerBottega send it to me soon as they get itI put Maybach seats in the SprinterMake sure everybody sit comfortable
You gotta really pay attention, I’m not mumblin’Shе tryna have a good time, she wanna come with usThey know we can’t be fucked with, they not one of usIt’s done been sometimes I slipped, I’m not fallin’Brabus baby blue, the inside too, I’m feelin’ like a kid againThey thought I got lucky last time, fuck it, I’m back on that shit againHer last bag was a crocodile KellyGot it chocolate to match her skinI just gave bro a hundred pounds of whamTold him, “Tell the city it’s in”
Majority of the time, I “Hi” and “Bye, ” these niggasI ain’t with all that lockin’ in shitMoney over everything, try to stop itYou get popped right then and thereMessage thread full of, “Where you ats?” and “Pull up on me”Bunch of whens and wheresYoungins out here wildin’ with no guidanceAll they care about is who they kill
I was tryna keep that shit in orderIt got harder ’cause I’m never thereIt’s a better life out hereI promise, brodie, I’ma keep it in they earI know how it feel to spin a oppBut it feel way better to count a millionI come from the bottom of the bottomI shot right up through the fuckin’ ceilin’
Hey (hey-hey-hey)Everybody lit, can’t put our fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Soon as it pop, bro pull that fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)This her first time comin’ to my house (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Better go hard, girl, this your try-outs (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)
Hey (hey-hey-hey)Everybody lit, can’t put our fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)This her first time comin’ to my house (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Better go hard, girl, this your try-outs (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)
Yeah, stay down, hustle hard until you come upTake some, only when you need itYou won’t make it far bein’ greedyMy grandma taught me how to be a leaderIf we fly commercial, we got greetersThey just know that we important peopleThey see how we comin’, think we ghettoUntil they children tell ’em I’m their hero
Flight attendant said I look familiarCrack a smile, tell her, “It’s a small world”Oh, that’s your bitch? That’s my ho tooWe gon’ share her, call her, “Our girl”Real street music, I ran that fieldIf you can hit that, then she ain’t my girlGet your lick back, come step in my world
Two bitches on the same itineraryThe same flight, same hotel, they don’t even know each other yet (yeah)One of ’em don’t say nothin’, the other askin’, “Do we go together yet?”Young turnt nigga, ain’t no holdin’ backThis a Brabus, bro, not a regular WagonI don’t kiss and tell, I ain’t into thatI don’t think I met a nigga colder yet, like
Hey (hey-hey-hey)Everybody lit, can’t put our fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Soon as it pop, bro pull that fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)This her first time comin’ to my house (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Better go hard, girl, this your try-outs (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)
Hey (hey-hey-hey)Everybody lit, can’t put our fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Soon as it pop, bro, pull that fire out (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)This her first time comin’ to my house (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)Hey (hey-hey-hey)Better go hard, girl, this your try-outs (hey-hey-hey, hey-hey-hey)