MOSHPIT Songtext
von Baby Keem
MOSHPIT Songtext
Think I got a sense for a moshpit
Likes on the ′Gram make a bitch think she poppin'
Ay, and I keep a cock for a thick bitch
Beat around the bush, I keep a mop for a misfit
Ay, doin′ soul searchin' with the demons
Murder in July, my mama made me mind my business
I don't fuck with my ex on Instagram
Cancelled out my life if you fishin′ for attention
Bitch, my grandma love me, so a nigga straight
I don′t need a loud bag, Baby Keem stay patient, uh
Always looking out for the fake
Add a stranger to my list, unfamiliar faces
Gang, gang, gang, I live a lifestyle
Your bitch wanna fuck me, want the dick 'cause I′m famous (yeah, uh)
Baby Keem got you niggas shook
Ten trap phones 'cause the feds takin′ notice
Bitch, I had a long night, where you at hoe?
Lettin' her in my life and she got me losin′ focus
Think I got a sense for a moshpit
Likes on the 'Gram make a bitch think she poppin'
Ay, and I keep a cock for a thick bitch
Beat around the bush, I keep a mop for a misfit
Hello?
Bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
Stupid bitch
Stupid bitch, (top) when I′m hot it′s a tandem
Fake niggas drop, let they hoes call me handsome
And I don't fuck with a snake, he′s an actor
Started getting paid, now my jersey's in the rafters
Take cover when I take off on you
That′s how I floss
Three nigga 'round me when I shop
Pull up, I got one night off
I′ma hit it then your blocked
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
Look, I know I'm wrong
We're both wrong
Just call me back Keem
Likes on the ′Gram make a bitch think she poppin'
Ay, and I keep a cock for a thick bitch
Beat around the bush, I keep a mop for a misfit
Ay, doin′ soul searchin' with the demons
Murder in July, my mama made me mind my business
I don't fuck with my ex on Instagram
Cancelled out my life if you fishin′ for attention
Bitch, my grandma love me, so a nigga straight
I don′t need a loud bag, Baby Keem stay patient, uh
Always looking out for the fake
Add a stranger to my list, unfamiliar faces
Gang, gang, gang, I live a lifestyle
Your bitch wanna fuck me, want the dick 'cause I′m famous (yeah, uh)
Baby Keem got you niggas shook
Ten trap phones 'cause the feds takin′ notice
Bitch, I had a long night, where you at hoe?
Lettin' her in my life and she got me losin′ focus
Think I got a sense for a moshpit
Likes on the 'Gram make a bitch think she poppin'
Ay, and I keep a cock for a thick bitch
Beat around the bush, I keep a mop for a misfit
Hello?
Bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
Stupid bitch
Stupid bitch, (top) when I′m hot it′s a tandem
Fake niggas drop, let they hoes call me handsome
And I don't fuck with a snake, he′s an actor
Started getting paid, now my jersey's in the rafters
Take cover when I take off on you
That′s how I floss
Three nigga 'round me when I shop
Pull up, I got one night off
I′ma hit it then your blocked
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, I am 50 Cent, bro
Look, I know I'm wrong
We're both wrong
Just call me back Keem
Writer(s): Daniel Tannenbaum, H. Everett Carter, Ronald La Tour Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com