Gorgeous Lyrics – Baby Keem

And my bi*ch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
I'ma give her maximum performance
I can't fall in love because I'm heartless

Oo, hmm, yeah!
Whole lotta murder when it drop
Get the sticks, get the mop
Glow seats, gang, going ape sh!t
I'ma have the Patek, hold the sky
Bad bi*ches popping 'til they not
Tame Impala n!ggas in the cut smoking pot
Prada bag shawty, used the bi*ch as a prop

And my bi*ch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
(Straight out, straight out)
I'ma give hеr maximum performance (Straight out)
I can't fall in love bеcause I'm heartless

Trophies hiding in the nosebleeds
Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep
Baby got the Rollie, working through the proceeds
Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league
Baby, let's get low-low
Hiding from them cameras, you can tell me what they don't know
Take a private flight overseas with these logos
Take a private flight to the breeze, fu*k the promo
Ego jumping out the Birkin, bi*ch, go lay it down
N!ggas out here tricking on you, how is this in style?
He gone send a little bit to keep you down
And you might do a little bit to keep him around
I like my women smart, I like it when they brown
How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound-for-pound?
I populate the status, populate your crowd
Man, let these hoes keep talking, let 'em run they mouth

And my bi*ch is gor-gor-gorgeous
Independent, straight out them apartments
I'ma give her maximum performance
I can't fall in love because I'm⁠...

Oo, hmm, yeah!