Biography:
Nicolet Aleta Logan (née Heaton; born December 4, 1994), better known by her stage name Niykee Heaton, is an American singer, songwriter and model. After writing her first song at age 5 and teaching herself to play guitar at 9, Niykee Heaton dedicated her entire childhood and high school years to making music. With her songwriting giving her an outlet and escape from her troubled home life, Niykee spent nearly every moment outside of school creating and sharing original songs that showed off her soulful vocals and powerful lyrics.
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[Verse]
Em
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Am C
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
D Em
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Am C
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
D Em
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
C Am
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C Em
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
Am C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
D Em
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though
Am C
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
D Em
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Am C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
D Em
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
[Chorus]
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
[Verse]
Em
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Am C
I know that you saw me soon as i walked in the door
D Em
You just wanna chill, tell me what you wanna know
Am C
Married to the money i can tell you want it though
D Em
Maybe we can get up out this spot and head home
C Am
I'll be you trap queen if you get rid of them hoes
C Em
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
Am C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
D Em
Every time i ride you know i never ride slow
Am C
Yeah, i know you love it when you watch me get low
D Em
Tell me how you want it, i aint never saying no
Am C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
D Em
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
[Chorus]
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Em
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Am C
Seen yo pretty ass soon as you came in that door
D Em
I just wanna chill, got a sack for us to roll
Am C
Married to the money, introduced her to my stove
D Em
Showed her how to whip it, now she remixin' for low
C Am
She my trap queen, let her hit the bando
C Em
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
Am C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
D Em
Got 56 a gram, prob' a 100 grams though
Am C
Man, I swear I love her how she work the damn pole
D Em
Hit the strip club, we be letting bands go
Am C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
D Em
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
[Chorus]
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
[Verse]
Em
I'm like "hey, what's up, hello"
Am C
I know that you saw me soon as i walked in the door
D Em
You just wanna chill, tell me what you wanna know
Am C
Married to the money i can tell you want it though
D Em
Maybe we can get up out this spot and head home
C Am
I'll be you trap queen if you get rid of them hoes
C Em
We be countin' up, watch how far them bands go
Am C
We just set a goal, talkin' matchin' Lambos
D Em
Every time i ride you know i never ride slow
Am C
Yeah, i know you love it when you watch me get low
D Em
Tell me how you want it, i aint never saying no
Am C
Everybody hating, we just call them fans though
D Em
In love with the money, I ain't never letting go
[Chorus]
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
Am
And I get high with my baby
C D Em
I just left the mall, I'm getting fly with my baby, yeah
Am
And I can ride with my baby
C D Em
I be in the kitchen cooking pies with my baby, yeah
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