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letra de got heat? - rob $tone

[intro: rob $tone]
ayy (ow)
ayy (yeah)
haha, yeah
uh (ow)

[chorus: rob $tone]
got heat? (got heat, ayy)
i bagged a pretty b-tch 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 b-tch 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)

[verse 1: rob $tone]
you can’t get no love, so don’t get comfy with me (comfy with me)
i just bought some duff that had her up for a week (up for a week)
doobies hurt my thumb, but i’m still thumbin’ through green (uh)
and baby, you been actin’ up but up in the club every week (what?)
but see me, i be [?] now see i’m just upright on the mountain (yeah)
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 b-tches at the house, i met these b-tches 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 n-ggas lookin’, always tryna to stop me
i got b-tches at the house, i met these b-tches 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 n-ggas lookin’, always tryna stomp me out, d-mn

[chorus: rob $tone]
got heat? (got heat, aye)
i bagged a pretty b-tch 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 b-tch 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

[verse 2: ant beale]
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’ f-ck 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)

- rob tone

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