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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Baby Keem
Baby Keem
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Hykeem Carter
Hykeem Carter
Songwriter
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Songwriter
Robert E. Fairfax III
Robert E. Fairfax III
Songwriter
Beck Norling
Beck Norling
Songwriter
Jordan T. Ortiz
Jordan T. Ortiz
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jahaan Sweet
Jahaan Sweet
Producer
Oogie Mane
Oogie Mane
Producer
FAXONLY
FAXONLY
Producer
Johnny Kosich
Johnny Kosich
Recording Engineer
Nicolas De Porcel
Nicolas De Porcel
Mastering Engineer
James Hunt
James Hunt
Mixing Engineer
Pilgrim
Pilgrim
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I get the top while I skeet off, swervin' through lanes, I am limitless
For the ones down I say free all, I start to question what freedom is
My aunt put the Chevy on fours, I just been all black like an emo ****
But these are not regular clothes, these are the outfits I make a movie in
Baby Keem climbing through freedom lane, I get the call and I go
Shawty gon'' **** all my goons (Stop it), I am above the buffoons (Stop it)
I am above all the rules, look at my wrist, it's a freeze freeze
I need to buy a new neck, neck, neck, I stopped wearing VVs
[Verse 2]
Peak out the **** out the pick
He got to **** and he got to ****, so what is the use of my ****?
She wanna put on the jewelry and play with it like she's entitled to it
I am done, **** go to your room
[Verse 3]
I cannot **** with no corny ****, I give them ten and be done with it
I learn that **** from the gunnas, mask on they don't know who it is
Eat the **** so good, I give her butterflies all in her stomach ****
I'm the youngest **** running it
[Verse 4]
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, Hooligans they on the way
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, had to influence the wave
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, hop on the ship go to space
Fah fah fah fah fah, drive to the crib on them lakes
[Verse 5]
I need another exit at the show 'cause **** be lurkin' when they hit the road (Stupid)
Y'all gotta deal with the boss, y'all gotta talk to the ones that control (Stupid)
Even if I take a loss, stand on the money so tall I see growth (Stupid)
Turn all you **** to ghosts (Stupid)
Takin' credit, now you toast (Stupid)
[Verse 6]
I cannot **** with no corny ****, I give them ten and be done with it
I learn that **** from the gunnas, mask on they don't know who it is
Eat the **** so good, I give her butterflies all in her stomach ****
I'm the youngest **** running it
[Verse 7]
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, Hooligans they on the way
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, had to influence the wave
Fah-fah-fah-fah-fah-fah, hop in the ship, go to space
Fah fah fah fah fah, drive to the crib on them lakes
Written by: Beck Norling, Hykeem Carter, Jahaan Sweet, Jordan Ortiz, Robert E. Fairfax III
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