Got Heat? - Rob $tone, Ant Beale

Got Heat? - Rob $tone, Ant Beale

  • Year of release: 2018
  • Language: English
  • Duration: 4:02

Below is the lyrics of the song Got Heat? , artist - Rob $tone, Ant Beale with translation

Lyrics " Got Heat? "

Original text with translation

Got Heat?

Rob $tone, Ant Beale

Ever since I started cashin' I got hated on and doubted

Put her face up in the mattress, when I flip it, dig it out

My neck look like some water, steady drippin' out the spout

Man, I got bitches at the house, I met these bitches in the lobby

They took drugs and want to party, so I had to get it started

Roll my weed and take a puff, this gas could start the Maserati

I been seein' how you niggas lookin', always tryna to stop me

I got bitches at the house, I met these bitches in the lobby

They took drugs and want to party, so I had to get it started

Roll my weed and take a puff, this gas could start the Maserati

I been seein' how you niggas lookin', always tryna stomp me out, damn

Got heat?

(Got heat, aye)

I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street)

Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me)

I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it)

Yeah, but she gon' let me put the team on it (Team on it)

And I don’t like a wood without some weed on it (Yeah)

All night stack green hunnids (I stack green hunnids)

All up on the map, I put the team on it (Yeah, yeah)

Got heat?

(Got heat, aye)

I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street)

Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me)

I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it), yeah

Ayy, I got my hater blockers on (On)

Dime on my arm, check the forecast I seen money

And I can’t lie, I’m so fly (Fly)

Take the fit off I might plummet (Might plummet, woah), yeah

My money make her moan, she gon' fuck me 'cause she grown

'Cause she know I might spend a little money

Yeah, I gave that hoe a loan, told her, «Cop a new phone»

And she better answer anytime I want it (Yeah)

Go goofy with the Benz, ooh twenty in my hand

Check the bag with a hunnid in my luggage

Yeah, I’m Hefe with the tracks, Jeff Gordon with the laps

And I got it, do a private dance in public (Yeah)

Got heat?

(Got heat, ayy)

I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street)

Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me)

I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it)

Yeah, but she gon' let me put the team on it (Team on it)

And I don’t like a wood without some weed on it (Yeah)

All night stack green hunnids (I stack green hunnids)

All up on the map, I put the team on it (Yeah, yeah)

Got heat?

(Got heat, aye)

I bagged a pretty bitch right off the street (Right off the street)

Yeah, I told her look, not me (Not me)

I am not the one to put a ring on it (To put a ring on it), yeah

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