Baby Keem - Trademark USA lyrics

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Baby Keem - Trademark USA lyrics

[Part I] [Intro] I can't help but feel neglected Changin' up the schedule, your calendar refreshin' Time pass and we move on, nobody said sh*t How I'm 'posed to act when my morals ain't respected? How you 'posed to act when your feelings ain't protected? From cashin' checks just to get some neck and some necklaces What's next? More turbulence? Prayin' on this plane Success, got a taste of it, never was the same [Verse 1] Trademark on that pussy, trademarkin' my brand-nеw b*tch Yeah, duh, hol' up, blood, hol' up, cuh, hol' up, sis, huh (Hol' up) LLC the Glock and I LLC my b*tch, huh (LLC) Pass me thе rock, I go crazy on my kicks, huh Had to tell my grandma, "Sit back, relax" and sh*t, huh (Make ni**a) Make ni**a buy her house and car, she's off the list, huh Fake ni**a, 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 b*tch, 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 ni**as 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 ni**as not ready to settle the war (Yeah) You ni**as not ready to stop bein' hoes You ni**as not ready to open the doors You ni**as run in, take off with the drawer You ni**as not really the richest on Forbes You ni**as 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, big .38 Got pulled over twice, had to go and switch plates b*tch, don't think sh*t 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 ni**as 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 sh*t 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 cappin' is 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, b*tch, go add it up I took the light to sacrifice I sacrificed everything I need I could probably fu*k these b*tches in my sleep Young ni**a 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

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