Coming Like A Thief In The Night 16 Missed Calls Lyrics song is sung by Baby Keem ft. Brent Faiyaz & lyrics written by Jahaan Sweet, Scott Bridgeway, Brent Faiyaz. The name of the song is Lost Souls (Remix).
Song Details:-
| Song Title | Lost Souls (Remix) |
| Singer | Baby Keem ft. Brent Faiyaz |
| Songwriter | Jahaan Sweet, Scott Bridgeway, Brent Faiya |
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Come In Like A Thief In The Night Lyrics
[Part I]
[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
It’s a lot of hoes in here, lot of lost souls
Whole group of dime b^^ches and they in Vogue
Tryna find me a b^^ch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a b^^ch that no one knows
You see that b^^ch right there, she f^^ked OVO
You see that b^^ch right there, she f^^ked Romeo
Tryna find me a b^^ch that no one knows
I’m tryna find me a b^^ch that no one knows
[Refrain: Baby Keem]
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
T^^ties on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know
[Verse 2: Baby Keem]
I’m quick to book a flight, I’m not new to the game
That p^^sy gettin’ tame, go public on the lames
I bought it, say that name, Alexander McQ-Q-Q-Queen
Rolex, woah, heart on froze
Ten white toes
It’s hot out here, I’ve hit my lows
Your leverage in the back
Your best friend was trash, trash, trash
Get gone like The Flash, Flash, Flash
Let’s add and subtract, math
I see that you look at these VV-VVs
Let’s get you a piece for me
[Chorus: Baby Keem & Brent Faiyaz]
I know that you kiss and tell
Who’s someone that we can tell?
You need a real n^^ga in your life
I come in like a thief in the night
Two phones, I’m the stereotype
Mama know me, I’m picky who I like
There’s not a fake b^^ch in sight
Come in like a thief in the night
(Hold up, where my phone?)
[Verse 3: Brent Faiyaz]
Sixteen missed calls
Sorry, I was busy, but I missed you (Miss me when I’m coming home)
If you see me ballin’ then my b^^ch ball
All my n^^gas ballin’ like I’m Rich Paul
Skrrt off in the Audi (Whip), I’ma lift off (Whip, whip)
All your b^^ches do pilates when you’re rich, dawg
So if she can’t pop a squat, then that’s a rip-off
Keep the CDG, y’all n^^gas ripped off (Oh)
And your n^^ga better not think that he the only one (Ooh, ooh, only one)
That n^^ga match his fitted with some Jordan 1s (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain’t Issey, then miss me
NUWO with Hublots
Bad b^^ch with Chrome toes
And we shoot movies, not photos
She not in it for the fame
Nobody know her name
[Refrain: Baby Keem]
Jumpin’ out the coupe
Pullin’ out smooth
I’m not afraid to lose
I’ll put you on the news
T^^ties on the FaceTime, let ’em out
Block him, erase him, let me know
Shawty hop in that Bentayga, it’s time to go
When I put you in the latest, make sure he know
[Part II]
[Intro: Che Ercu]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
Stay by your side babe
[Verse: Baby Keem]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Please show me a sign, babe, wish I had more time, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
Busy all the time, babe, too late to reply, babe
Put me to the test, we young but we pay bills
Please don’t make a mess, I don’t do good with spills
Lately, I been stressed (Been deep in a drill)
No regrets when it’s real
[Outro: Chu Ercu & Baby Keem]
Alright, babe, ooh, alright, babe
Yeah, I know it’s hard, babe
But I’m still on your side, babe
Alright, babe, alright, babe
I know it’s hard, babe
It’s alrigh
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