Baby Keem – ​hooligan Lyrics

Released alongside “sons & critics freestyle,” “hooligan” finds Baby Keem detailing his reckless lifestyle. The song serves as Keem’s awaited return to solo music since soaring in popularity in 2019 thanks to his acclaimed debut studio album DIE FOR MY BITCH.

“hooligan” is notable for being one of the rare Baby Keem songs teased prior to his release, with Keem first previewing the track in early January 2020 during an Instagram live stream. Fans would later refer to the song as “Cookie.”

[Verse]
I get the top while I skeet off (Huh)
Swervin’ through lanes, I am limitless
For the ones down, I say, “Free y’all”
I start to question what freedom is
My unc’ put the Chevy on fours
I drip in all black like an emo bitch
But these are not regular clothes
These are the outfits I make a movie in (Huh)
Baby Keem count up them Frito Lays
I get the call and I go
Shawty gon’ fuck all my goons, stop it
I am above the buffoons, stop it
I am above all the rules
Look at my wrist, it say “Freeze, freeze”
I need to buy a new neck, neck, neck, neck
I stopped wearin’ VVs
(Huh, huh, huh)
Pleasе get the fuck out the pic’ (Huh)
Hе got to fuck and he got to fuck
So what is the use of my dick?
She wanna put on my jewelry, and play with it
Like she’s entitled to it
I’m done, bitch, go to your room
[Pre-Chorus]
I cannot fuck with no corny bitch
I give ’em ten and be done with it
I learned that shit from the gunners
Mask on, they don’t know who it is
Eat the pussy so good
I give her butterflies all in her stomach, shit
I’m the youngest nigga runnin’ it

[Chorus]
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Hooligans, they on the way
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Had to influence the wave
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Hop in the ship, go to space
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah
Drive to the crib on the lakes

[Bridge]
I need another exit at the show
‘Cause niggas be lurkin’ when I hit the road, stupid
Y’all gotta deal with the boss
Y’all gotta talk to the ones in control, stupid
Even if I take a loss
I stand on the money so tall I see growth, stupid
Turn all you niggas to ghosts, stupid
Take your credit, now you’re toast, stupid (Huh, huh)

[Pre-Chorus]
I cannot fuck with no corny bitch
I give ’em ten and be done with it
I learned that shit from the gunners
Mask on, they don’t know who it is
Eat the pussy so good
I give her butterflies all in her stomach, shit
I’m the youngest nigga runnin’ it

[Chorus]
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Hooligans, they on the way
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Had to influence the wave
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah-fah
Hop in the ship, go to space
Fah-fah-fah, fah-fah
Drive to the crib on the lakes