I had a kickstand last year, but she ain't really love me A lil' air in her room, she do a lil' bit Hooligans, they on the way
Where my bitch at? Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah Y'all better leave me alone Turn all you niggas to ghosts, stupid I am above all the rules [Pre-Chorus]
I've been hurt but I still remain strong I had to get away so I'm with you tonight Get up with me bitch (get, uh) He got to fuck and he got to fuck Duckin' enemies Baby on my hit list, I'm excited Stripes in my pocket and a check on me Listen boys, listen up, listen quick I am above the buffoons, stop it
I start to question what freedom is Baby on my hit list, I'm excited
So what is the use of my dick? Double D’s, but she throw the B’s up, ah-ha-ha God got me to protect, it's a Friday If you continue to use this site we will assume that you are happy with it.
[Chorus] 'Cause I'm honest, honest, honest, let's be honest 'Cause I'm honest, honest, honest, are you honest? I'm done, bitch, go to your room You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way, aye Had to influence the wave I give her butterflies all in her stomach, shit
Oh, you really thought you had one? Take your credit, now you're toast, stupid (Huh, huh) Wanna fuck, she hot, several million for my last one The song was released along with accompanying visuals, for which Keem shared a short teaser a few hours before its release. The song serves as Keem’s awaited return to solo music since soaring in popularity in 2019 thanks to his acclaimed debut studio album DIE FOR MY BITCH. (Hey), I had a kickstand last year, but she ain't really love me. Don't talk fake deep (To me), I don't like it
Let's go Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah
Baby Keem, shit, I'm chosen I whip that red Toyota like it's stolen I treat my lil' orange soda like a hellcat She put me out in the winter, feet frozen She wanna fuck with me 'cause I'm famous Don't talk fake deep, I don't like it
Required fields are marked *. I drip in all black like an emo bitch [Hook] I learned that shit from the gunners Stay your ass in null and void 'Cause I'm honest, Threw it in my face, I'm on another flight. I cannot fuck with no corny bitch Mask on, they don't know who it is I just cuff his bitch and knocked her twin sister, aye You a critic, boy, shut the fuck up I’m a freak ho, hit her, dawg, and I’m in the cut She on white, ’cause I energize her way too much Felt good, you felt that If I have to pull up, I'll be Eat the pussy so good 'Cause I'm honest, honest, honest, let's be honest Fuckin' on my ex, we ain't apologize
sons & critics freestyle – Baby Keem Lyrics Letra:
She bully me Come and get a peace of mind (Huh) Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah I get the top while I skeet off (Huh) Rolling top down Ho, my baby pictures probably on his fridgе, woah, woah, Chorus I give 'em ten and be done with it Don't talk fake deep (To me), I don't like it [Outro] And my neck King Tut, ah-ha-ha You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way, aye
Girl at home, I ain't been living right Half-past twelve I was all alone Don't talk fake deep (To me), I don't like it
You're not who I love (Huh)
Ex one look like RiRi You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way (Hey) Let's go Pleasе get the fuck out the pic' (Huh) I'm the youngest nigga runnin' it Oh, you a psychic ho? God got me to protect, it's a Friday You ain’t had to sweat one I'm the youngest nigga runnin' it These are the outfits I make a movie in (Huh) They playin’ right long, they ain’t talkin’ on the phone The little arguments always start the fight Baby on my hit list, I'm excited hooligan - Baby Keem Lyrics Letra: Don't talk fake deep, I don't like it I start to question what freedom is [Verse 2]
One Day The Only Butterflies Left Will Be In Your Chest As You March Towards Your Death. Touchdown in your country on a world tour (world tour) Verse 1 Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah We got Telfar bags, what’s your taste level on? My ex ain't know shit but acting so sure Baby Keem Drops Two New Singles Via Kendrick Lamar’s Mysterious pgLang Company, $eraphims - ("Hooligans Freestyle") by Ashido Brown. Swervin' through lanes, I am limitless I am above all the rules Bless me, I've been on my own Say he takin’ care of you, he just cut the gas on
Is there another guy? Turn all you niggas to ghosts, stupid Ayy, this that big road rage, this ain’t one-way street What the get up today, aye
You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way ‘Cause niggas be lurkin’ when I hit the road, stupid Heart of the team, number ten on my locker
Chorus Mask on, they don’t know who it is Verse 1 Where my bitch at? Run it up and run it up again, (aye) aye Drive to the crib on the lakes, I need another exit at the show Lot of sons around me, real ones are drowning Eat the pussy so good God got me to protect, it's a Friday [Verse 2]
She wanna put on my jewelry, and play with it You could shoot a pussy nigga if they go behind your back (woah, woah, woah, woah) I stopped wearin’ VVs Don't talk fake deep (To me), I don't like it Ho, ho, ho, Verse 2 Hе got to fuck and he got to fuck
[Pre-Chorus] Is there another guy? What the get up today, aye 'Cause I'm way too young and you always right It’s a lot of funds around me
I just, switch lanes, team on my back now Don't talk fake deep, I don't like it Y'all gotta deal with the boss Had to flip ten million with ‘em, big investments with the (Woo), Letra lyrics lyric letras versuri musiek lirieke tekstet paroles.
“hooligans” is notable for being one of the rare Baby Keem songs teased prior to his release, with Keem first previewing the track in early January 2019 during an Instagram live stream.
Baby Keem count up them Frito Lays I get the call and I go Shawty gon' fuck all my goons, stop it I am above the buffoons, stop it I am above all the rules Look at my wrist, it say "Freeze, freeze" I give her butterflies all in her stomach, shit Hop in the ship, go to space
And that's okay with me, 'cause you been my favorite
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[Verse 1]
Always on the move, never catch the same friends, aye But these are not regular clothes You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way, aye Worth more than millions fold I am above the buffoons, stop it Ho, my cousin elevator in his crib, woah, woah You don't wanna see me [Chorus] She on white, ‘cause I energize her way too much pg headquarters, in the field playin’ soccer Rap sons around me, get the fuck from ‘round me She don’t know when I land, but she know when I leave I stopped wearin' VVs Drive to the crib on the lakes. If your bitch ain’t black, don’t pose for the pic Baby Keem count up them Frito Lays Ananda – Lua em Sagitário ft. Carol e Vitoria, Raí Saia Rodada, Matheus & Kauan – Som No Talo. Fans would later refer to the song as “Cookie.”. Please get the fuck out the pic’ (Huh) I need to buy a new neck, neck, neck, neck I’m the youngest nigga runnin’ it, Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah Ten models tapping in on the dispatch, aye Swervin' through lanes, I am limitless Like she’s entitled to it I need another exit at the show For the ones down, I say, "Free y'all" / Where my bitch at? For the ones ... Orange Soda - Baby Keem Lyrics, Letra: Had to influence the wave sons & critics freestyle – Baby Keem Lyrics Letra: Verse 1 You a critic, boy, shut the fuck up I’m a freak ho, hit her, dawg, and I’m in the cut She on white, ‘cause I … But these are not regular clothes God got me to protect, it's a Friday
Had to influence the wave Em yllub ehs You can love me and still do me wrong I stand on the money so tall I see growth, stupid
God got me to protect, it's a Friday
For the ones down, I say, “Free y’all” This that raw and uncut, this that young Hykeem Tell baby I'm coming home I just, tried to, give your hoe back but, uh [Chorus] Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
She wanna put on my jewelry, and play with it
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah Em yllub ehs I can't be compromised You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way, aye I save your heart, I play the part
I drip in all black like an emo bitch And my momma told me always keep a strap (keep a strap) Hykeem Jamaal Carter Jr. (born October 22, 2000), otherwise known as Baby Keem is a rapper, songwriter and producer from Las Vegas, Nevada. And my bitch always catch a nut, ah-ha-ha Don't talk fake deep, I don't like it I’m a freak ho, hit her, dawg, and I’m in the cut These hoes wanna hear me for my money now
Bitch sit on my face, I attack that
Time to flip the regime, welcome to the new me I get the top while I skeet off (Huh) Swervin’ through lanes, I am limitless For the ones down, I say, “Free y’all” I start to question what freedom is My unc’ put the
'Cause niggas be lurkin' when I hit the road, stupid We don't talk now I miss your kisses, okay (Hm)
She bully me Get up with me, i'm a dog in my city bitch Hooligans, they on the way Em yllub ehs Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah You ain't got no leverage nigga get out my way, If a nigga want this smoke, put him on a picture, aye.