ORANGE SODA - Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar

And my bitch 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, ooh, mmm, yeah (ayy, ooh) Whole lotta murder when it drop Get the sticks, get the mop Glow seats, gang, goin' ape shit I'ma have the Patek, hold the sky Bad bitches poppin' 'til they not Tame Impala niggas in the cut smokin' pot Prada bag shawty, used the bitch as a prop And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments (straight out, straight out) I'ma give her maximum performance (straight out) I can't fall in love because I'm heartless Trophies hidin' in the nosebleeds Baby, get to know me, I got rich off no sleep Baby got the Rollie, workin' through the proceeds Baby, I go toe-to-toe-to-toe with the whole league Baby, let's get low-low Hidin' 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, fuck the promo (shh, shh, shh) Ego jumpin' out the Birkin, bitch, go lay it down Niggas out here trickin' on you, how is this in style? He gon' send a little bit to keep you down And you might do a little bit to keep him 'round I like my women smart, I like it when they brown (mmh) How did you buy that ass? Did you buy pound-for-pound? I populate the status, populate your crowd Man, let these hoes keep talkin', let 'em run they mouth And my bitch is gor-gor-gorgeous Independent, straight out them apartments I'ma give her maximum performance I can't fall in love because I'm- Ooh, mmm, yeah (ooh)

Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just got word of the throne Back up, hoe, back, back, back off me Humbled another bad bitch, I'm sorry Y'all better know the status, I'm sorry Dodging another addict, models in the attic Gettin' antic, my lifestyle jagged High fashion, I don't talk much, quiet assassin (yeah, yeah) It take a lot to get like this (woah) Why your man can't get like this? (Woah) Bitch, you are all up in my fit (woah) Still finna go to, on my whip (woah) See you then I swerve (swerve) Bitch, I go to work (work) See you then I swerve (swerve) Bitch, I go to work (work) Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that Just went half on a bitch Bitch wanna see how much I spent (yeah) All eyes on my clip like this Wish yo' ass could get like this, woah (yeah) Off-White be my fit Made enough cash, gotta bend ten fat Lil' bitch broke my heart last year God on the phone (woah-woah), I'll get her like that

I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart Yeah, yeah, already livin' my truth Can't sabotage my love for nothing 'Member I had to choose "Lord, help me" 'cause I couldn't say nothin' This reminds me of the days before I was buzzin' When my auntie told me "Come inside the house, you make a mess, I'll kick you out" Don't saturate my love for some respect I cannot vouch Judgin' from my shoes, and all they're seein' is the couch My moral what I stand on, so I got up and I bounced I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart (Mm-hmm) in the backseat, holdin' on for dear life, I must (Mm-hmm) runnin' them streets, thinkin' that I'll never get touched (Mm-hmm) I've hit the point where enough is never enough, yeah I gotta see my ceiling with those I trust (ooh-ooh) I'd rather feed my feelings with those I lust (ooh-ooh) You know what it means, I had low self-esteem We was livin' on the east side And I had to pack up my things when my mama was 'sleep Two kisses to the peace sign That's when life was on the decline Two bus passes, I'll be fine I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart (Close your mind a little bit) Can you blame us? (Random thoughts in my head) You can blame us (Can't get the bad out my head) Can you blame us? (Is this from the pain I had) Can you blame us? I need a new fixation (uh-huh, uh) Open the conversations (uh-huh, uh) Starting to lose my patience (uh-huh, uh) If I had a new temptations I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make leave me with scars? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart I ask God (God) Why this life you gave so hard? Why all the choices that I make tear us apart? I feel like everyone I meet confuse my heart