Baby Keem - Trademark USA Lyrics

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    🎤 “Baby Keem - Trademark USA“ Lyrics:
    [Intro]
    I can't help but feel neglected
    Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin'
    Time pass and we move on, nobody says shit
    How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected?
    How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?
    I'm cashin' checks just to get some neck and some necklaces
    What's next? War and turbulence, prayin' on this plane
    Success, got a taste of it, never was the same
    [Verse 1]
    Trademark on that pussy, trademarkin' my brand-new bitch
    Yеah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (Hol' up)
    LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch, huh (LLC)
    Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh
    Had to tеll my grandma, "Sit back, relax" and shit, huh (Make nigga)
    Make nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh
    Fake nigga, talkin' 'bout he rich but barely is, huh
    Eight figures, jumpin' off the stage into the kids, huh (Yeah)
    Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz, huh (Yeah)
    Droppin' out of school, dropped deposit on their crib, huh (Yeah)
    Poppin' out on Instagram, I only post my bitch, huh
    I don't need your input, get your two cents off my pic, huh
    Generation money, type of money dyin' rich
    And I wanna say, "Shoutout to the dead, now I flex," woah
    [Chorus]
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (One)
    [Verse 2]
    I'm sick of you niggas not taking a risk
    I'm taking advantage and taking my course (Kill 'em)
    I cannot compete with the mud in my system
    My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force
    I protect, I am the one
    I rose up for the score
    I gotta let my ego go
    You niggas not ready to settle the war (Yeah)
    You niggas not ready to stop bein' hoes
    You niggas not ready to open the doors
    You niggas run in, take off with the drawer
    You niggas not really the richest on Forbes
    You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
    And instead, you're passin' the torch
    And check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
    See me dancin' on all of your corpse, go
    [Segue]
    You could only have love
    Ooh, could I say it more?
    Could I say it more?
    [Part II]
    [Verse 1: Baby Keem]
    Ayy, E38
    Got pulled over twice, had to go and switch plates
    Bitch, don't think shit sweet
    I'm the same Baby Keem in forty-eight states
    I play charades with the bank
    Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith
    And I'm goin' home with the loot
    Mama goin' home with a coupe
    [Chorus: ROSALÍA & Baby Keem]
    I'm a hot girl
    A hot girl
    I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)
    A hot girl
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Комментарии • 12

  • @RapParadise
    @RapParadise  Год назад +9

    *Question Of The Day*
    Would you want to live in the USA?

  • @SocharicGaming
    @SocharicGaming Год назад +11

    It's August 2022 ! let's see how many legend and fans are stills listening to this masterpiece......💙💞💫〽️

  • @yiyihtun9182
    @yiyihtun9182 Год назад +11

    Goat Baby Keem

  • @RapParadise
    @RapParadise  Год назад +8

    *Baby Keem - Trademark USA Lyrics*
    [Intro]
    I can't help but feel neglected
    Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin'
    Time pass and we move on, nobody says shit
    How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected?
    How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected?
    I'm cashin' checks just to get some neck and some necklaces
    What's next? War and turbulence, prayin' on this plane
    Success, got a taste of it, never was the same
    [Verse 1]
    Trademark on that pussy, trademarkin' my brand-new bitch
    Yеah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (Hol' up)
    LLC the Glock and I LLC my bitch, huh (LLC)
    Pass me the rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh
    Had to tеll my grandma, "Sit back, relax" and shit, huh (Make nigga)
    Make nigga buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh
    Fake nigga, talkin' 'bout he rich but barely is, huh
    Eight figures, jumpin' off the stage into the kids, huh (Yeah)
    Single out the shooter, take the shooter to the blitz, huh (Yeah)
    Droppin' out of school, dropped deposit on their crib, huh (Yeah)
    Poppin' out on Instagram, I only post my bitch, huh
    I don't need your input, get your two cents off my pic, huh
    Generation money, type of money dyin' rich
    And I wanna say, "Shoutout to the dead, now I flex," woah
    [Chorus]
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (Let's go)
    Shoutout to the dead, to the dead, to the dead, huh (One)
    [Verse 2]
    I'm sick of you niggas not taking a risk
    I'm taking advantage and taking my course (Kill 'em)
    I cannot compete with the mud in my system
    My tolerance low, I don't tolerate force
    I protect, I am the one
    I rose up for the score
    I gotta let my ego go
    You niggas not ready to settle the war (Yeah)
    You niggas not ready to stop bein' hoes
    You niggas not ready to open the doors
    You niggas run in, take off with the drawer
    You niggas not really the richest on Forbes
    You niggas not ready to deal with the sacrifices
    And instead, you're passin' the torch
    And check the surveillance camera at the cemetery
    See me dancin' on all of your corpse, go
    [Segue]
    You could only have love
    Ooh, could I say it more?
    Could I say it more?
    [Part II]
    [Verse 1: Baby Keem]
    Ayy, E38
    Got pulled over twice, had to go and switch plates
    Bitch, don't think shit sweet
    I'm the same Baby Keem in forty-eight states
    I play charades with the bank
    Just net ten million, now I'm back with the Wraith
    And I'm goin' home with the loot
    Mama goin' home with a coupe
    [Chorus: ROSALÍA & Baby Keem]
    I'm a hot girl
    A hot girl
    I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)
    A hot girl
    [Verse 2: Baby Keem]
    I took the 'Lac then hopped on the flight
    I cannot look towards your jaded advice
    I took the torch, I quit being nice
    I took the torch, now I gotta fight
    You niggas impulsive, quick to make moves
    You're biting your flows, a big appetite
    I look at the hoes, they not at your shows
    I look at your shows, they Oprah white
    You gotta be nimble and quick like a fox
    I don't move in silence, this shit is abrupt
    I'm VVS-ed up, precise in the cut
    Did she get a nut? It's not about me
    As long as you good, don't worry 'bout me
    I'm telling my friends that you not a freak
    My new Nia Long is Kaepernick strong
    And she not afraid to get on one knee
    I'm back at the crib, my memory deep
    I think about mama, I'm Baby Hykeem
    She got that tatted before I could read
    I'm spiritual now, I pray in my sleep
    Twenty years long, I never had dad
    My dad was a fraud, I had to be tough
    Twenty million, ho, that's not enough
    Don't ask no questions, bitch, go add it up
    I took the light to sacrifice
    I sacrificed everything I need
    I could probably fuck these bitches in my sleep
    Young nigga know the hustle and the Ps
    Stressing 'bout money, turned to other things
    I was in uncle crib at fourteen
    Can't get through to mama 'cause she'd rather drink
    Facin' eviction by the thirteenth
    [Refrain: Baby Keem]
    I was fifteen, I was sixteen
    I was fifteen, I was sixteen
    I was fifteen, I was sixteen
    I was fifteen, I was sixteen
    [Chorus: ROSALÍA & Baby Keem]
    I'm a hot girl
    A hot girl
    I'm a hot girl (Make me lose my mind)
    A hot girl

    • @ceilingfanbs712
      @ceilingfanbs712 Год назад

      Are the lyrics not in the video 💀

    • @ivangalvan2760
      @ivangalvan2760 Год назад +2

      @@ceilingfanbs712 some people like reading them like this

    • @ceilingfanbs712
      @ceilingfanbs712 Год назад +1

      @@ivangalvan2760 its also in the description

  • @pinktequilla
    @pinktequilla Год назад +7

    USA is not my preference. If by destiny, why not as long as in safe and secure Modern Contemporary Mansion why not 😁😎

  • @serpykologicl5871
    @serpykologicl5871 Год назад +4

    hes like bladey