Baby Keem - Gwfm lyrics

We was overseas
Whole flight two hundred G's
We on these floor seats
But I'd rather no seats
NBA nigga, hide my hoes in nosebleeds
Say her nigga hard, ho
Your nigga ain't Kobe
Ho play in both sides, bitch, be consistent
On a flight to Hawai'i
You was round trippin'
Bitches got cold morals
You ain't sly with it
I had to grab my flow back
Niggas sound dippin' i felt bad for 'em
I will do a song with 'em
Same problem, same deal
What's wrong with 'em?
Bitches sucking dick
I cannot share my tongue with 'em
Shout out to lil' Kel
I share my mom with him (I got the cross)
I bought a Jesus piece today
I told her I love her
But she rеally in the way
Ah, ah, ah, in New York, I don't behavе
She said we need to talk but
I don't have much to say
Uh, uh, uh, uh, I'm shifty with the play
The black Spider-Man
Here to put you in your place
When I leave the house I swear to God
This shit a maze
I thought I loved the strippers but
That shit was just a phase

Ayy, ayy now hurry on back
I'm a tarantula, I'm smokin' to the facts
Beat me out the top while
We hiding from the opps
Two flights overseas, man I
Really gotta stop, ayy


Ayy, ayy now hurry on back
I'm a tarantula, I'm smokin' to the facts
Beat me out the top while
We hiding from the opps
Two flights overseas, man I
Really gotta stop, ayy