Lost souls Lyrics ft. Brent Faiyaz – Baby Keem
It’s a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls
Whole group of dime b#tches and they in Vogue
Tryna find me a b#tch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a b#tch that no one knows
You see that b#tch right there, she f#cked OVO
You see that b#tch right there, she f#cked Romeo
Tryna find me a b#tch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a b#tch that no one knows
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
t#tt#es on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know
I’m quick to book a flight, I’m not new to the game
That p#ss# gettin’ tame, go public on the lames
I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQ-Q-Q-Queen
Rolex, woah, arm on froze
Tip my toes
It’s hot out here, I’ve hit my lows
Your leverage in the back
Your best friend was trash, trash, trash
Get gone like The Flash, Flash, Flash
Let’s add and subtract, math
I see that you look at these VV-VVs
Let’s get you a piece for me
I know that you kiss and tell
Who’s someone that we can tell?
You need a real n#gg# in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I’m the stereotype
Mama know me, I’m picky who I like
There’s not a fake b#tch in sight
Come in like a thief in the night
(Hold up, where my phone?)
Sixteen missed calls
Sorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I call)
You see me ballin’ in my [?]
All my n#gg#s ballin’ like I’m Rich Paul
Skrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift up (Whip, whip)
All you b#tches do pilates when you rich, dawg
So if she can’t pop a squat, then that’s a rip-off
Keep a CDG, y’all n#gg#s ripped off (Oh)
And your n#gg# better not think that he the only one (Ooh, ooh, only one)
That n#gg# match his fitted with some Jordan 1s (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain’t Issey, then miss me
Blew all the Hublots
Bad b#tch with chrome toes
And we shoot movies, not photos
She not in it for the fame
Nobody know her name
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
t#tt#es on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
Stay by your side babe
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe
Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills
Please don’t make a mess, I don’t do good with spills
Lately, I been stressed (Many men addressed)
No regrets when it’s real
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
I stay
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Baby Keem ft. Brent Faiyaz Lyrics – lost souls