Baby Keem, Kendrick Lamar & Momo Boyd - Good Flirts
A slick blend of charisma, chemistry, and sharp lyricism, “Good Flirts” brings together Baby Keem, Kendrick Lamar, and Momo Boyd for a track that feels both playful and calculated.
From the first few seconds, the production sets a late-night mood - smooth melodies layered over crisp drums and a subtle bassline that glides rather than hits too aggressively. It’s a vibe-heavy record, but don’t mistake that for a lack of depth. The writing is sharp, witty, and effortlessly confident.
The Sound & Production
“Good Flirts” thrives on atmosphere. The instrumental leans toward:
Minimal yet hypnotic percussion
Smooth, melodic synth textures
Subtle 808 patterns
A catchy, sing-along hook
The beat gives each artist space to breathe - and that’s where the magic happens.
The Chemistry
Baby Keem delivers his signature animated flow, weaving between playful bars and confident flexes. His cadence shifts keep the track dynamic, giving it personality from start to finish.
Kendrick Lamar, as expected, elevates the record with razor-sharp delivery and layered lyricism. His verse feels controlled yet effortless, blending introspection with charisma in a way only he can.
Momo Boyd adds the melodic balance. The hook and vocal textures bring warmth to the track, tying together the sharp rap verses with a smooth R&B-influenced touch. The contrast between rap precision and melodic softness makes the record replay-worthy.
The Vibe
“Good Flirts” feels like a confident conversation wrapped in rhythm. It’s flirty without being cliché, stylish without trying too hard. Perfect for:
Late-night playlists
Smooth drive sessions
Social media clips
Chill but confident moods
There’s a natural chemistry between all three artists that makes the collaboration feel organic rather than forced.
With “Good Flirts,” Baby Keem, Kendrick Lamar, and Momo Boyd deliver a polished and personality-driven track that blends charm with lyrical finesse. It’s smooth, catchy, and layered with subtle detail - the kind of record that gets better with every listen.
If you’re into modern hip-hop with melody, confidence, and undeniable chemistry, “Good Flirts” is a must-add to your rotation.
Lyrics
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over, yeah
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over
[Post-Chorus: Momo Boyd]
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a good cry, baby?
Ain't coming home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still wine
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a cry?
Ain't coming home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still wine
[Verse 1: Baby Keem]
You was almost like my safe haven, but you ended up actin' up, baby
Barely together even, you always playin'
Now you hatin' 'cause what these bitchеs be sayin'
Like, I ain't nevеr took you on vacation, what gets me, they stay hatin'
It's crazy 'cause you had everythin' they chasin'
Like, somebody you can call on, a place you can call home until it went all wrong
Shawty, you on one
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over, yeah
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over
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[Post-Chorus: Momo Boyd]
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a good cry, baby?
Ain't coming home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still wine
Don't you love a good flirt with a stranger?
Don't you love lettin' out a cry?
Ain't coming home on a Friday night
I'm all good, my hips still wine
[Verse 2: Kendrick Lamar & Baby Keem]
I never knew a luh-luh-luh, a love like this
Flood your contour, make you blush like this
Fuck a friendzone when you hug like this
Nibble on your ear, touch your butt like this, we're just like this
If God's a girl then in God we trust like this
To be honest, niggas love love too
Shit, I gossip with my bitch like I'm Young Thug too
Dumb lungs on you, spun the hairbun loose
Rightin' wrongs, 'til they come with royalties and pub too
Where you at? At the house with it, watchin' Sinners
Who you with? On the couch with my favorite sinner
Fuck that bitch, I was about to, but you convinced us
Should I decorate her walls or log off the Pinterest?
Uh, never too late to meditate on emotion or attachments
Even if I fall short from my distractions
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
Remember me? Iceberg jeans or the Trueys
Duckworth, you know, street smart, but I'm goofy
Wait, you must've got a platinum record in the coochie
I got a platinum plaque in the coochie
Been missin' your booty, lovin' on your booty
Kissin' on your booty, crushin' on your booty
[Chorus: Baby Keem]
You used to call my phone on a Friday night
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over, yeah
You always called my phone on a Friday night (Night)
It's been over twice, it's been over, we've been over
