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Lil Baby – Heyy

Lyrics Heyy – Lil Baby

My favorite b**ch just cut me off
And she won’t even let me know the reason
It’s probably one of her lil messy
Hatin’ a*s 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

Sixty h*es 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 f**ked 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
F**k it, I’m back on that s**t 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 n**gas
I ain’t with all that locking in s**t
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 s**t 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 f**king 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 b**ch, that’s my h*e 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 b**ches 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**ga 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 n**ga colder yet, like

Hey, hey, hey…

Written by Lil Baby, Hoops (Producer), King LeeBoy & Harto Beats
Album: It’s Only Me
Produced by King LeeBoy, Harto Beats & Hoops (Producer)
Lil Baby | 2022

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