Heatin Up (Explicit)

[00:00.29]Lil Baby、Gunna - Heatin Up
[00:00.69]Lyrics by:Dominique Jones、Chris Rosser、Sergio Kitchens
[00:00.94]Composed by:Dominique Jones、Chris Rosser、Sergio Kitchens
[00:02.72]Cook that's**t up Quay
[00:07.66]4 PF look like we hit licks how we sell bricks
[00:10.01]We don't sell s**t we just make hits yeah
[00:14.49]Turn up
[00:15.19]Keepin' my composure never sober
[00:16.55]Never chokin' always smokin doja
[00:18.42]F**k 'em if they getting over
[00:19.92]Got a Moncler coat because the kid the coldest
[00:22.19]I ain't changed I stayed the same and maintained
[00:24.36]It's safe to say the kid getting older
[00:25.92]Forever gang I'm never switchin' over
[00:27.90]Made a lane and n***as can't get over
[00:29.58]I can't match with rappers they be bogus
[00:31.39]Really get a pack and keep the over
[00:33.31]Big dripper stand up in the ocean
[00:35.08]Everybody trappin' we get loads in
[00:36.99]He ain't 4 PF if he ain't got motion
[00:38.85]Made a half a ticket off promotion
[00:40.57]Shout out Swishers Sweet they keep me rollin'
[00:42.43]But if we catch the opp we gotta smoke him
[00:44.30]Ridin' 'round with Dracs like we OVO
[00:46.63]I got some racks and I want some more
[00:48.34]Still got them passin' the hood call it give-and- go
[00:50.25]Keep a n***a main b***h in a figure-four
[00:51.91]Let me f**k when I want I just come and go
[00:53.77]Man these racks getting too big for these skinny clothes
[00:55.64]I might put me an M in some big Girbaud
[00:57.55]Let lil' bro hit the stick had start getting old
[00:59.27]I spent five hundred racks on a Lambo'
[01:00.82]And didn't even know how to make that motherf**ker go
[01:02.99]On my birthday I just wanna lift the door
[01:04.75]Barely flex but don't play with me period
[01:06.56]Shooters follow behind in a Urus
[01:08.38]In the Rolls truck I feel like a tourist
[01:10.39]I'm the one from the bottom who sold all my partners them pounds
[01:13.01]Used to drive in a Buick
[01:14.78]Hot hot hot I'm heatin' up
[01:18.06]I f**k with slimes and I'm gonna bust
[01:19.62]Bah bah
[01:19.97]He can't put on that drip he ain't one of us
[01:21.63]How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck
[01:23.29]How you got everybody lit pipin' up
[01:25.06]Oh she bad with no swag I can pipe her up
[01:27.07]Made my last one my last one I'm wifin' her
[01:29.04]Count the money up fast like I'm typin' something
[01:30.65]I'm the type to get active and never run
[01:32.26]Wunna
[01:32.61]Keep the Rugers my n***as ain't scared of nothing
[01:34.42]Nah
[01:34.57]And ain't no rules you got racks you can get it done
[01:36.48]Yeah
[01:36.63]On a light day I keep me a honey bun
[01:38.15]One hundred
[01:38.40]Makin' hit after hit call me Barry Bonds
[01:39.61]Hits
[01:39.76]For this Christmas I bought everybody guns
[01:41.22]Swear
[01:41.42]Bustin' choppers and FN's for everyone
[01:42.99]Grrat
[01:43.49]Take that roof off the car let her feel the sun
[01:45.35]Wow
[01:45.61]My bro go see his bop-bop five times a month
[01:47.32]Yeah
[01:47.52]Got this b***h out the college she suckin' and swallow
[01:48.93]Uh
[01:49.08]I stick it in she feel it in her gut
[01:50.79]In her gut
[01:51.25]We don't run from our problems
[01:52.10]We stackin' up guala and guala I'm tryna get that mega bucks
[01:54.06]Racks
[01:54.33]We them drippers lil' n***a best watch your step
[01:56.45]Them drippers
[01:56.80]This top shelf got forty designer belts
[01:58.16]Drip
[01:58.41]4 PF look like the new BMF
[02:00.11]Think I'm deaf got stones in my right and left
[02:02.13]Ice
[02:02.33]How you crank up the car ain't no key in there
[02:04.04]Just pull up spin they block and get out of there
[02:05.81]Get out of there
[02:06.46]Wake up have a hard time finding what to wear
[02:07.92]Treat these h*es like a tire I keep a spare
[02:09.49]Want a strap because I'm war ready
[02:10.59]War
[02:10.98]Check the trust account it's more fetti
[02:12.44]Yeah
[02:12.79]Skydweller Jubilee and a Presi'
[02:14.66]No cap
[02:15.06]Hundred-fifty plain Richard Millie
[02:16.42]No cap
[02:16.88]I'ma milk the game until it's empty
[02:18.39]Lil cuzzo spit that flame until it's empty
[02:20.06]Yeah
[02:20.41]I am not a killer but don't tempt me
[02:22.22]Nah
[02:22.42]Spendin' rate 'bout thousand to a fifty
[02:24.51]Hot hot hot I'm heatin' up
[02:28.03]I f**k with slimes and I'm gonna bust
[02:29.69]Bah bah
[02:30.04]He can't put on that drip he ain't one of us
[02:31.70]How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck
[02:33.31]How you got everybody lit pipin' up
[02:35.17]Oh she bad with no swag I can pipe her up
[02:37.08]Made my last one my last one I'm wifin' her
[02:38.85]Count the money up fast like I'm typin' something
[02:40.77]I'm the type to get active and never run
Lil Baby、Gunna - Heatin Up
Lyrics by:Dominique Jones、Chris Rosser、Sergio Kitchens
Composed by:Dominique Jones、Chris Rosser、Sergio Kitchens
Cook that's**t up Quay
4 PF look like we hit licks how we sell bricks
We don't sell s**t we just make hits yeah
Turn up
Keepin' my composure never sober
Never chokin' always smokin doja
F**k 'em if they getting over
Got a Moncler coat because the kid the coldest
I ain't changed I stayed the same and maintained
It's safe to say the kid getting older
Forever gang I'm never switchin' over
Made a lane and n***as can't get over
I can't match with rappers they be bogus
Really get a pack and keep the over
Big dripper stand up in the ocean
Everybody trappin' we get loads in
He ain't 4 PF if he ain't got motion
Made a half a ticket off promotion
Shout out Swishers Sweet they keep me rollin'
But if we catch the opp we gotta smoke him
Ridin' 'round with Dracs like we OVO
I got some racks and I want some more
Still got them passin' the hood call it give-and- go
Keep a n***a main b***h in a figure-four
Let me f**k when I want I just come and go
Man these racks getting too big for these skinny clothes
I might put me an M in some big Girbaud
Let lil' bro hit the stick had start getting old
I spent five hundred racks on a Lambo'
And didn't even know how to make that motherf**ker go
On my birthday I just wanna lift the door
Barely flex but don't play with me period
Shooters follow behind in a Urus
In the Rolls truck I feel like a tourist
I'm the one from the bottom who sold all my partners them pounds
Used to drive in a Buick
Hot hot hot I'm heatin' up
I f**k with slimes and I'm gonna bust
Bah bah
He can't put on that drip he ain't one of us
How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck
How you got everybody lit pipin' up
Oh she bad with no swag I can pipe her up
Made my last one my last one I'm wifin' her
Count the money up fast like I'm typin' something
I'm the type to get active and never run
Wunna
Keep the Rugers my n***as ain't scared of nothing
Nah
And ain't no rules you got racks you can get it done
Yeah
On a light day I keep me a honey bun
One hundred
Makin' hit after hit call me Barry Bonds
Hits
For this Christmas I bought everybody guns
Swear
Bustin' choppers and FN's for everyone
Grrat
Take that roof off the car let her feel the sun
Wow
My bro go see his bop-bop five times a month
Yeah
Got this b***h out the college she suckin' and swallow
Uh
I stick it in she feel it in her gut
In her gut
We don't run from our problems
We stackin' up guala and guala I'm tryna get that mega bucks
Racks
We them drippers lil' n***a best watch your step
Them drippers
This top shelf got forty designer belts
Drip
4 PF look like the new BMF
Think I'm deaf got stones in my right and left
Ice
How you crank up the car ain't no key in there
Just pull up spin they block and get out of there
Get out of there
Wake up have a hard time finding what to wear
Treat these h*es like a tire I keep a spare
Want a strap because I'm war ready
War
Check the trust account it's more fetti
Yeah
Skydweller Jubilee and a Presi'
No cap
Hundred-fifty plain Richard Millie
No cap
I'ma milk the game until it's empty
Lil cuzzo spit that flame until it's empty
Yeah
I am not a killer but don't tempt me
Nah
Spendin' rate 'bout thousand to a fifty
Hot hot hot I'm heatin' up
I f**k with slimes and I'm gonna bust
Bah bah
He can't put on that drip he ain't one of us
How you ridin' in a Benz and a Tonka truck
How you got everybody lit pipin' up
Oh she bad with no swag I can pipe her up
Made my last one my last one I'm wifin' her
Count the money up fast like I'm typin' something
I'm the type to get active and never run