Heat by Lil Yammy Merch Lyrics
[Intro]
[Intro: Lil Yammy Merch]
Bitch, it's Loot
Yeah yeah, aye, yeah yeah
Yeah, aye bitch
[Verse 1: Lil Yammy Merch]
My life making money is my choice (hey)
Bitches wanna fuck my voice, aye (yeah)
Bitches wanna fuck my boys, aye (whoa)
Bitches wanna hop in the Royce, aye (huh?)
Don't give a fuck about the noise (nope)
I pull up hop out in joy, aye (yeah)
Sauce on your bitch like soy, aye (yeah)
Sauce on your bitch like soy, aye (yeah)
I'ma come through and employ aye, employ (bitch)
I'ma come through and employ (yeah)
Gave her some rum and she went got destroyed (yeah)
Played with your bitch like a toy (yeah)
Bitch why you act like a boy (huh?)
I ain't with that shit you extra
Knife a bitch up like Electra (knife)
Dump a bitch up over text, aye
Triple six up like a hex, aye
Bitch acting funny so I'ma pop off and I'll let him know he ain't a threat, aye
Making moves when we invest, yuh
Making money wearing vests, yuh
I get sewed up by a vet, aye
Me and my boys keep tecs, aye (yeah)
Me and my boys keep tecs (yuh)
Wait, huh?
Me and my boys keep tecs (uh)
Run up the racks no stress (yeah)
Space flow Carti no Dex (yeah)
Boy going dumb off bread (ooh)
Boy going dumb no debt, aye
Boy going dumb so flexed, aye
Pull up while cashing a check, aye
[Chorus: Lil Yammy Merch]
I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck (fuck?)
But you keep hitting my line thinking I give a fuck (nope)
I'm a primal independent bitch, you so dependent (yeah)
I'ma put it on my chain, put it on my pendant (yeah, yeah)
X2
[Verse 2: Lil Yammy Merch]
Aye, I'ma go fast no car, ooh (yeah)
I'ma get buzzed no bar, aye (what?)
She just wanna touch my car, ooh (don't touch)
Bitch don't touch my car, aye (yeah)
I cannot handle these bitches they watching and shit
You got a problem we popping and shit
I got a problem with you, you's a bitch why you talking that shit
I'ma come through one time
Everybody do one crime, everybody do one line (huh?)
Ain't nobody got no time
Bitch I been running it up
I'ma commit while I don't give a fuck
I just come through with the glove
Fucking your bitch cause your bitch don't wanna fuck on no bug
I been mobbing no truck
She in my dm's I duck
[Verse 3: Lil Cxt]
It's Cxt, she in my dm's so what? (nah nah)
I put my dick right in her tum
Throwing my dick and I hit her like drum
Blowing that bitch full of cum
Now, ho asking me for some tums
Bumping this shit, hitting a lick with my bro
Pitching out knowledge you already know
Spitting the truth so you gotta read closer
Stuck in the game like a Jehovah
Cxt can't be tamed with a diploma
Lights go out gon' feel like a coma
Flexing and flexing, I'm doing some yoga
Splitting that bitch, ride my dick like a coaster
Hit that shit once then you know it be over (see ya)
[Chorus: Lil Yammy Merch]
I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck (fuck?)
But you keep hitting my line thinking I give a fuck (nope)
I'm a primal independent bitch, you so dependent (yeah)
I'ma put it on my chain, put it on my pendant (yeah, yeah)
X2
[Intro: Lil Yammy Merch]
Bitch, it's Loot
Yeah yeah, aye, yeah yeah
Yeah, aye bitch
[Verse 1: Lil Yammy Merch]
My life making money is my choice (hey)
Bitches wanna fuck my voice, aye (yeah)
Bitches wanna fuck my boys, aye (whoa)
Bitches wanna hop in the Royce, aye (huh?)
Don't give a fuck about the noise (nope)
I pull up hop out in joy, aye (yeah)
Sauce on your bitch like soy, aye (yeah)
Sauce on your bitch like soy, aye (yeah)
I'ma come through and employ aye, employ (bitch)
I'ma come through and employ (yeah)
Gave her some rum and she went got destroyed (yeah)
Played with your bitch like a toy (yeah)
Bitch why you act like a boy (huh?)
I ain't with that shit you extra
Knife a bitch up like Electra (knife)
Dump a bitch up over text, aye
Triple six up like a hex, aye
Bitch acting funny so I'ma pop off and I'll let him know he ain't a threat, aye
Making moves when we invest, yuh
Making money wearing vests, yuh
I get sewed up by a vet, aye
Me and my boys keep tecs, aye (yeah)
Me and my boys keep tecs (yuh)
Wait, huh?
Me and my boys keep tecs (uh)
Run up the racks no stress (yeah)
Space flow Carti no Dex (yeah)
Boy going dumb off bread (ooh)
Boy going dumb no debt, aye
Boy going dumb so flexed, aye
Pull up while cashing a check, aye
[Chorus: Lil Yammy Merch]
I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck (fuck?)
But you keep hitting my line thinking I give a fuck (nope)
I'm a primal independent bitch, you so dependent (yeah)
I'ma put it on my chain, put it on my pendant (yeah, yeah)
X2
[Verse 2: Lil Yammy Merch]
Aye, I'ma go fast no car, ooh (yeah)
I'ma get buzzed no bar, aye (what?)
She just wanna touch my car, ooh (don't touch)
Bitch don't touch my car, aye (yeah)
I cannot handle these bitches they watching and shit
You got a problem we popping and shit
I got a problem with you, you's a bitch why you talking that shit
I'ma come through one time
Everybody do one crime, everybody do one line (huh?)
Ain't nobody got no time
Bitch I been running it up
I'ma commit while I don't give a fuck
I just come through with the glove
Fucking your bitch cause your bitch don't wanna fuck on no bug
I been mobbing no truck
She in my dm's I duck
[Verse 3: Lil Cxt]
It's Cxt, she in my dm's so what? (nah nah)
I put my dick right in her tum
Throwing my dick and I hit her like drum
Blowing that bitch full of cum
Now, ho asking me for some tums
Bumping this shit, hitting a lick with my bro
Pitching out knowledge you already know
Spitting the truth so you gotta read closer
Stuck in the game like a Jehovah
Cxt can't be tamed with a diploma
Lights go out gon' feel like a coma
Flexing and flexing, I'm doing some yoga
Splitting that bitch, ride my dick like a coaster
Hit that shit once then you know it be over (see ya)
[Chorus: Lil Yammy Merch]
I don't give a fuck bitch, I don't give a fuck (fuck?)
But you keep hitting my line thinking I give a fuck (nope)
I'm a primal independent bitch, you so dependent (yeah)
I'ma put it on my chain, put it on my pendant (yeah, yeah)
X2