[Intro: Baby Keem]
Jump in that— summon that bitch
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up
Hittin' that fire, jump in that whip, thumb in that bitch
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up
[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
Choppa doin' circles, it's a bird, bird, bird
Take him to the party, he's a nerd, nerd (Pop out)
I ain't seen niggas hit corners in the motherfuckin' 'burbs (Pop out)
Done politickin' with the competition, what's the word? (Yeah)
Put that on my mama, nigga, eight in the process
Niggas tryna tippy-toe through the progress
Tongue-tied when the truth is an object
What's the pros and the cons of this next check?
Wasn't nobody 'round, I was indеpendent
In the '90s, sittin' bum with thе windows tinted
Heard a bum got a strap in the party
Who the fuck let this **** in the party?
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up (Ah)
I was seein' double in the projects
Mad at myself, learned to put it to the side
Mama had to cater for the coupe
That we rode after school on the way to Popeyes
And niggas wanna play both sides
It's a red dot, don't get on the wrong red-eye
It's a headshot, Damien Kane, woo, them guys
Fuck around and bury two of them guys
I'm OD in Paris, I'm OD in France
I thought that I told you, I need the advance
Put down your IG and look through my lens
A million to grandma, who did I offend?
The girl of your dreams to me is a fan
I netted ten million and did a lil' dance
I'm fuckin' the world, I unzip my pants
My uncle G told me that I had a chance
Jump in that— summon that bitch
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up
Hittin' that fire, jump in that whip, thumb in that bitch
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up
[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
Choppa doin' circles, it's a bird, bird, bird
Take him to the party, he's a nerd, nerd (Pop out)
I ain't seen niggas hit corners in the motherfuckin' 'burbs (Pop out)
Done politickin' with the competition, what's the word? (Yeah)
Put that on my mama, nigga, eight in the process
Niggas tryna tippy-toe through the progress
Tongue-tied when the truth is an object
What's the pros and the cons of this next check?
Wasn't nobody 'round, I was indеpendent
In the '90s, sittin' bum with thе windows tinted
Heard a bum got a strap in the party
Who the fuck let this **** in the party?
Beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up, beat 'em up (Ah)
I was seein' double in the projects
Mad at myself, learned to put it to the side
Mama had to cater for the coupe
That we rode after school on the way to Popeyes
And niggas wanna play both sides
It's a red dot, don't get on the wrong red-eye
It's a headshot, Damien Kane, woo, them guys
Fuck around and bury two of them guys
I'm OD in Paris, I'm OD in France
I thought that I told you, I need the advance
Put down your IG and look through my lens
A million to grandma, who did I offend?
The girl of your dreams to me is a fan
I netted ten million and did a lil' dance
I'm fuckin' the world, I unzip my pants
My uncle G told me that I had a chance
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