gorgeous - Baby Keem

Glow seats, gang, goin' ape shit

I’ma have the Patek, hold the sky

Bad bitches poppin' 'til they not

Tame Impala niggas in the cut smokin' pot

Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop

And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous

Independent, straight out them apartments (Straight out, straight out)

I’ma give her maximum performance (Straight out)

I can’t fall in love because I’m heartless

Trophies 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)

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 they brown (Mmh)

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 her maximum performance

I can’t fall in love because I’m…

Ooh, mmm, yeah (Ooh)