Baby Keem – gorgeous Lyrics

Baby Keem gorgeous Lyrics, gorgeous Lyrics Baby Keem

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
I’ma give ’em maximum performance (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
I can’t fall in love because I’m heartless (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Ooh, mm-mm, yeah
Ayy (Ooh-ooh-ooh)

Whole lot of murder when it drop (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Get the sticks, get the mop (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Glow seats, gang, goin’ ape shit (Ooh)
I’ma have my Patek, Patek, hold the sky (Ooh)
Bad bitches poppin’ ’til they not (Ooh, ooh)
Tame Impala niggas, in the cut, smokin’ pot (Ooh)
Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop (Ooh)

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous (Ooh-ooh-ooh)
Independent, straight out them apartments (Straight out, straight out)
I’ma give ’em maximum performance (Straight out)
I can’t fall in love because I’m heartless

[?], hidin’ in the nosebleeds
Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep
Baby got the rollie, workin’ through the proceeds
Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league
Baby, let’s get low-low, hidin’ from them cameras, you can tell me what they don’t know
Take a private flight overseas with these logos
Take a private flight to the breeze, fuck the promo (Shh, shh, shh, shh)
Ego jumpin’ out the Birkin, bitch, go lay it down
Niggas out here trickin’ on you, how is this in style?
He gon’ send a little bit to keep you down
And you might do a little bit to keep him ’round
I like my women smart, I like it when it brown (Mm-mm-mm)
How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound for pound?
I populate the status, populate your crowd
Man, let these hoes keep talkin’, let ’em run they mouth

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
I’ma give ’em maximum performance
I can’t fall in love because I’m⁠—

Ooh, mm-mm, yeah
Ooh-ooh-ooh