sons & critics freestyle (Explicit) - Baby Keem

Lyrics by：Hykeem Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Scott Bridgeway

Composed by：Hykeem Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Scott Bridgeway

sons & critics freestyle - Baby Keem

词：Hykeem Carter|Jahaan Sweet|Scott Bridgeway

曲：Hykeem Carter|Jahaan Sweet|Scott Bridgeway

sons & critics freestyle (Explicit) - Baby Keem

Lyrics by：Hykeem Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Scott Bridgeway

Composed by：Hykeem Carter/Jahaan Sweet/Scott Bridgeway

You a critic boy shut the f**k 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

If we got up on a pic ho it's

Time to pick it up up up up

And my neck king tut ah ha ha

I go up with the goons if I must ah ha ha

And my b***h always catch a nut ah ha ha

Double d's but she throw the b's up ah ha ha

Ayy this that big road rage this ain't one-way street

Time to flip the regime welcome to the new me

She don't know when I land but she know when I leave

This that raw and uncut this that young hykeem

B***h dressed in vogue she's a slim one woah

Don't front you was just where I livе woah woah

Ho my cousin elevator in his crib woah woah

Ho my baby pictures probably on his fridgе woah woah

It's a lot of sponge around me

Lot of sons around me real ones are drowning

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho

It's a lot of funds around me

Rap sons around me get the f**k from 'round me

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho

They playin' right long they ain't talkin' on the phone

We got telfar bags what's your taste level on

Mine is pglang no you didn't hear wrong

Ho that bag thirteen-hundred take your peachy a*s home

Oh you a sidekick ho your luigi a*s on

Say he takin' care of you he just cut the gas on

Okay baby get your money hit me when you're back on

I'm jaded to the hustle prove my critic a*s wrong

It's a lot of sponge around me

Lot of sons around me real ones are drowning

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho

It's a lot of funds around me

Rap sons around me get the f**k from 'round me

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho

Your last one told me that she 'bout to bounce back

I give her backstrokes ew now she mad

Oh you really thought you had one

You ain't had to sweat one

Won the folks hearts several million for my last one

Listen boys listen up listen quick

If your b***h ain't black don't pose for the pic

Deep down we all know the hoes really hate that s**t

F**k that ordinary b***h get you an insane b***h

I'm a philosopher she a brain doctor

Pg headquarters in the field playin' soccer

Heart of the team number ten on my locker

Ayy you n***as silly boy hot sauce on your boy

What you look like flyin' in

Stay your a*s in null and void

Told myself these hoes ain't s**t and n***as always makin' noise

Had to flip ten million with 'em big investments with the woo

It's a lot of sponge around me

Lot of sons around me real ones are drowning

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho

It's a lot of funds around me

Rap sons around me get the f**k from 'round me

Ho ho ho ho

Ho ho ho