Rendezvous lyrics - Jack Harlow
I became exactly what I wanted to
I became a millionaire at twenty-two
Telling girls I love 'em and they love me too
I don't question if they mean it 'cause I know they do
Starting being me when I realized it was okay to
Middle school bumping Waka Flocka O let Do
First album and I know just how it's gon' debut
Track three is where I tell her we gon' rendezvous
I'm signed to the gatekeepers
Don't believe the gossip 'cause it ain't true
Half of the dreams I had already came true
And they never told me anything I couldn't do
I got a mirror in my room I like to look into
At seventeen I never thought that I would look this cute
Classmates can't believe the place I took it to
If I didn't rap then I would be a good masseuse
Fun fact, but it's a hidden talent 'cause she rubbing my back
All these different cities I'm becoming sidetracked
She leaving my hotel wearing something I packed
My wardrobe spread across a whole map
JWise used to book me for the open mics
Kills me when they act like this was overnight
Like we didn't do a tour in a tiny van
Eight deep at the show, it might be eight fans
Mmm, that builds character
Something y'all could probably use more of
If I told the truth to her I know she'd be tore up
They love it when I rap and I don't even put a chorus
Turkey on ciabatta from the deli, shout to Morris
Thirty grand to show up, we might as well as pour up
Fake handshakes, we know you ain't going for us
We know you ain't going for us
It's something 'bout your aura, I know
Face Of My City lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Lil Baby)
I'm the face of my city
Co-signed by Diddy
Hard liquor, I'm shitty
Hotel with some biddie
Got her doing my bidding
You changed, no kidding
Wasn't always this pretty
Runway me, I'm fitting
Fourth quarter, ninth inning
Ain't no way we ain't winning
Back home for a week
Ain't no way we ain't sinning
If she came to stay with me
Ain't no way she ain't pretty
Got the 808 hitting
Y'all some internet thugs
Won't come face to face with me
Y'all would hate to play with me
Tummy tuck it one time
She'll pay to stay skinny
I done been on dat road
I done ate some great Denny's
And some Cracker Barrel
Little brother with me, selling Jack apparel
She a rich girl, she done had Camaros
Cheaper to keep her, Willy Caballero
White boy with a lil habanero
I just hit a 100, I was at a 0
I'ma big boss, you just at a bureau
Hometown hero, tell em add a mural
I'm the face of my city
Co-signed by Diddy
Hard liquor, I'm shitty
Hotel with some biddie
Got her doing my bidding
You changed, no kidding
Wasn't always this pretty
I'm the man in my city (Yeah)
Niggas can't fuck with me (Nah)
Book bag 350 (Cash)
Got my hand on my blicky
Might swag, I don't dance for real
First come then I'm paying her bills
Nigga's bum they got nowhere to live
I ain't chasing nothing but me some M's
I ain't beefing with them niggas they kids
I should put 'em over my knee and spank 'em
I was thinking that they would have been thankful
Pretty bitch and she be killing them angles
We turn a killa right into an angel
I'll start demolishing shit when I'm angry
Boy, don't be following me that shit dangerous
Still in apartments with my lil' hitta's banging
I ran my projects before I was famous
Straight from the bottom you know I ain't changing
Everything cash you know how I paid it
Fuck like I love her she know I ain't staying
Pass her to dog and you know how I play it
Act like I'm dumb but you know I ain't crazy
BIG BABY
I'm the face of my city
Co-signed by Diddy
Hard liquor, I'm shitty
Hotel with some biddie
Got her doing my bidding
You changed, no kidding
Wasn't always this pretty
21C / Delta lyrics - Jack Harlow
First name, last name, date of birth
Make a bad bitch sign paperwork
Once the ink dries, can't say a word
Just another day at work
Even though I love you, you should say it first
She in med school, I want to date a nurse
I know you been hurt, I don't wanna make it worse, but
I know that I'm liable to make it worse, yup
Oh my, she's so fly
9-to-5, but she wanna be somebody
I can tell you need somebody
Put that thing on me 'cause I need somebody
Girl, I'm at the 21c, come find me
I want you to be the one I keep beside me
Baby, don't stop, can you keep massaging?
I know that you probably think that I keep some thotties
But that's besides point
Got the windows tinted, can't find your boy
Lock it down after hours at a private joint
They treat me different in the city
I'm the pride and joy
Got a couple old flames that I'm tryna avoid
Got a couple things with me she ain't tried before
But what you waiting on?
Oh my, she's so fly
9-to-5, but she wanna be somebody
I can tell you need somebody
Put that thing on me 'cause I need somebody
Girl, I'm at the 21c, come find me
I want you to be the one I keep beside me
Baby, don't stop, can you keep massaging?
I know that you probably think I-
First name, last name, date of birth
Make a bad bitch sign paperwork
Once the ink dries, can't say a word
Just another day at work
Even though I love you, you should say it first
She in med school, I want to date a nurse
I know you been hurt, I don't wanna make it worse, but
I know that I'm liable to make it worse, yup
I played you my first hit before it dropped
You were in the driver's seat and I was on the aux
You made the stank face, that's how I knew it was hot
Looking back, I got to wonder if you would have thought
That my life would have changed like this
That every station in America would play my shit
That I would do a remix and I could take my pick
Of any rappers that I wanted and they'd get on the shit
I can't imagine you did the way you see it
Ain't no way that I don't have a new bitch
And it ain't fair 'cause u know I got a whole lot of friends
That's gon' tell me who they seen you on the avenue with
The playing field ain't level, that's how I engineered it
You don't know when I'ma pop up and when I'm disappearing
Lately, its been something I don't really like in your spirit
Wallis Lane made the beat and Nickie Jon engineered it
She ain't flying in Spirit
She's a Delta bitch
Not the kind with the pyramids
You got something that I'm tryna experience
Leaving comments got 'em all getting curious
Couple phone calls, now we calling it serious
I say I'm in love when I fall for appearances
It's a lotta clubs tryna call for appearances
Last one I did, I caught a vibe with the bottle girl
Told her that I'm leaving, but I'll call when I'm here again
That was West Virginia, don't know when I'll be there again
People in my circle wonder when I'll be arrogant
Feel like they can't wait to say I stepped out of character
She said that she want me to take care of her
She said she want me to London and Paris her
She said do your thing, 'long as I don't embarrass her
Damn, I ain't even get to test out my character
She ain't flying in Spirit
She's a Delta bitch
Not the kind with the pyramids
You got something that I'm tryna experience
Leaving comments got 'em all getting curious
Couple phone calls, now we calling it serious
I say I'm in love when I fall for appearances
It's a lotta clubs tryna call for appearances
Last one I did, I caught a vibe with the bottle girl
Funny Seeing You Here lyrics - Jack Harlow
I know you hate the way we drifted
But we both decide this party and we lived it
So what's up?
I'ma sip my drink and crack a big smile
Just to see if I can still get you 'cause it's been a while, yeah
It's been a minute now
Your friend just started listening to my music but I been in style
You say that I play too much but we both know I been a child
Asked you when you got to town
You say that you been in town, it's fucked up
She just wasn't gonna hit me
Lookin' like this, she thought it wasn't gon' tempt me
I'm sorry but you ain't gotta Barbie up
You should come and step into my world just like Narnia
I wouldn't do no harm to you
Come on, let's find a quiet spot
How's your sister and her niece? Does she still cry a lot?
Who you talkin' to now? Are y'all 'bout to tie a knot?
Hope not, speak now, hold yo' peace, I will make that show stop
Remember back where I would come and spend the night at yo' house
Wake up by myself in bed 'cause you be at the stovetop
Walk inside the kitchen put my hands up, let me stop
Please excuse me, I know these are heavy thoughts
A man's greed can't see the things that he's already got
Fucked it up between us 'cause I wanted you and every thot
Things were only worse when you left me rock
Your bestie tried to warn you but you told her that he said he stopped
He used to say her man was trash and tell me about the way he'd act
I would shake my head until I realized I'm the same as that
Now I wonder, did she tell her man that I'm a trash dude?
And would he shake his head until he realized he was trash too?
I know this reunion's unexpected, but it's past due
At least if you ask me, I won't ask you
So what you 'bout to do?
I know you hate the way we drifted
But we both decide this party and we lived it
So what's up?
Way Out lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Big Sean)
[Jack Harlow:]
Shit is a jam, shit is a jam
I can tell who's on the way out (Way out)
Twenty-five shows, check the pay out
I ain't goin' home, I'ma stay out (Yeah)
Muhfuckas hate you when they lookin' for a way out (Sheesh)
I just sit back and let it play out (Let it play now)
And she gon' let me hit it any day now, ooh (Day now, ooh)
What you gon' say now? Ooh
Oh my, my ex girl got a baby now, ooh
But she still let me stay now, ooh (Ah, ah)
I got a Dallas and an H-Town boo
Got a baddie out in Cape Town, too (Ooh, mm-mm-mm)
Whole gang eatin' steak house food
Get the check, I ain't checkin' what it came out to (Check)
I tell promoters, "I don't talk about the money
You know who to hand the envelope to" (That's facts)
Big John got the cash and he been the go-to
Heard the beat, told Nickie, "Put it in the Pro Tools"
Got a fountain on the chain and it's indigo blue ('Go blue)
Might fuck around and get a gold tooth
I'm a restaurant-goer, never been to Whole Foods
She gon' listen to the song, say, "This shit a whole mood"
I'm in the mountains out West on a tour bus
Textin' this chick I used to mess with (Yeah)
Got her in the bath, doin' video shoots
Tried to send one to me, but it didn't go through (Damn)
And she gon' let me hit it any day now, ooh (Ah)
What you gon' say now? Ooh
My ex girl got a baby now, ooh
But she still let me stay now, ooh
I can tell who's on the way out (Way out)
Twenty-five shows, check the pay out
I ain't goin' home, I'ma stay out
Muhfuckas hate you when they lookin' for a way out (Sheesh)
I just sit back and let it play out (Let it play now)
And she gon' let me hit it any day now, ooh (Ooh)
What you gon' say now? Ooh
Oh my, my ex girl got a baby now, ooh
But she still let me stay now, ooh
[Big Sean:]
Woah, woah, yeah
I get paid to do me, that's a fact check (Damn)
I run it up, then retrace my last steps (Frrp)
I'm in her eardrums talkin' about assets (Yeah)
"Do you wanna—?" "Yes," hol' up, I ain't even ask yet (Hol' up)
She got her hair done, she finna need it redone (Damn)
Boy, that pussy so good (So good)
Stuck it in, damn near almost made me pre cum (Woah)
I let her give me some advice like I need some (Like I need some)
Booked up, tell a dumb bitch, "Read some" (Bitch, read some)
I'm anointed, I'm the boss
I done came out of pocket so much (Woah)
You thought that I was disjointed (God)
They pointed me towards ya diss
Um, I'm disappointed (Disappointed)
My ex treat me like I ain't there (There)
What happened to the feelings and love that we still share? (Huh?)
Just like the girls who got my name tatted and covered up
I know deep down, under the surface it's still there, still there (Yeah)
[Jack Harlow & Big Sean:]
And she gon' let me hit it any day now, ooh
What you gon' say now? Ooh
My ex girl got a baby now, ooh
But she still let me stay now, ooh
[Jack Harlow:]
I can tell who's on the way out
Twenty-five shows, check the pay out
I ain't goin' home, I'ma stay out
Muhfuckas hate you when they lookin' for a way out
I just sit back and let it play out
And she gon' let me hit it any day now, ooh
What you gon' say now? Ooh
Oh my, my ex girl got a baby now, ooh
But she still let me stay now, ooh
Shit, she so fine
Already Best Friends lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Chris Brown)
Jetson came in with a FN
Two girls with him told me he ain't got a preference
Sat 'em both down and I asked a few questions
Met last week and they already best friends
Already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
She's a Georgia State freshman
Told her I'ma pull up at ya place at 10
Girl, you look good I would risk everything
Make me forget what safe sex is
I'ma finish right now if I don't take breaths in
I recommend you don't listen to your friends
Shit ain't been the same since they stepped in
25 deep in the same section
I'm off vodka, you off Hen
Tell me this ain't something that you do often
I can't say the same so use caution
Jetson came in with a FN
Two girls with him told me he ain't got a preference
Sat 'em both down and I asked a few questions
Met last week and they already best friends
Already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Two at a time laying in my bed
One at the top and the other giving head
Girl on girl, I love the taste
You can run around I love the chase
If you need a break 'cause you thirsty
Don't trip 'cause I know you're burning up
She said she love me but she want her to fuck, fuck, fuck it up
11: 11, baby, make a wish and I'ma do what you want
Ain't no more intermission, I'ma tryna see what you on
Jetson came in with a FN
Two girls with him told me he ain't got a preference
Sat 'em both down and I asked a few questions
Met last week and they already best friends
Already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
She brought a buddy in
What you studying?
"Education"
That's where the money is
"You think you funny huh?"
Yeah, I'm the funniest
So what about you?
Her friend replied
"I don't go to school"
Okay, what you do?
"I'ma dancer and quick question, are you a cancer?"
I said, "Hell nah, where you dance at?"
She said, "Blue flame, that shit be jammed pack"
I said, "Damn facts so where y'all mans at?"
They said "What's that?"
Smiled at each other and they both laughed
"I don't need a man, she my other half
We got something not a lot of others have
And I feel like I knew her from the past
I mean at this point we're like lesbians"
Then they had another laugh
Jetson came in with a FN
Two girls with him told me he ain't got a preference
Sat 'em both down and I asked a few questions
Met last week and they already best friends
Already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Met last week and they already best friends
Keep It Light lyrics - Jack Harlow
I'm everything that I said I'd be
Everything that I bet I be
All the kids that I grew up with
They see me out and congratulate me
Couple of 'em just graduated
Couple of 'em done had a baby
But all of them look at my life
And say, "That's amazing"
I say "thank you" like twenty times
Try to talk about something else
Reminisce on some funny time
Truthfully, I'm not comfortable with getting all the praise
Even more when y'all get to drinking
And start telling me all the things
That you really think
Like what I should've done differently
What you think of my energy
The downsides that come with being friends with me
I can tell you think this the realest that anybody's ever been with me
But luckily, I got PG
And luckily, I keep them with me
I keep it humble so you can have a good time
I keep it light so you can have a lil' shine
And I sleep at night just fine
I tried to be kind
Now I'm speaking my mind
(Time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
Once people lose touch with you
They start to hate ya
Start to show you they true nature
Start to be the ones in the comments
That's talking 'bout you like you a stranger
Talking 'bout ya like y'all didn't have class together
Talking like you not humble now or you acting better
Speaking on the things you've done
That they haven't ever
I play the game, you watch the game
Like Adam Schefter
I created this added pressure
I'm the one that made Jack get better
Tone it down? I could never
All the greats caught all the hate
All the rappers I love most
At one point got called a fake
Everybody seem to know the song that I oughta make
Know the route that I oughta take
I put too much work in to just call it fate
But I keep it humble so you can have a good time
I keep it light so you can have a lil' shine
And I sleep at night just fine
I tried to be kind
Now I'm speaking my mind
(Time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
(In my time)
Creme lyrics - Jack Harlow
I'm the creme de la creme and it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smokey
Hit a couple spots where they know me
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis on call
That's about me
Ask about me
Ask about me
She ain't got no boundaries
Don't be surprised baby, look at where ya found me
I'm just as dirty as the shit you see around me
But you can bet they know about us
It's a circus, it's a show around us
Told me she ain't going out much
You don't wanna bring ya hoe around us 'cause
Trust
I'm the creme de la creme and it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smokey
Hit a couple spots where they know me
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis on call
That's about me
I apologize for making you feel special
Eighty proof liquor inside of my blood vessels
Light beams hit off the side of my watch bezel
Twenty-two and poppin' I feel like I'm on schedule
Don't be so naive
Don't get in your feelings then try me
Nothin' wrong with a side piece
Hey, go ahead if you tryna leave
'Cause what's a nine to a dime piece
What's a headache to a youngin tryna find peace
What's one girl to a couple siamese
What's a chase when they down to come and find me
Never seen her 'round, said she went to Shawnee
Told me this ain't really my scene
Well baby, this is my party
And the drinks all free
So have a good time, it's on me (Why?)
'Cause I'm the creme de la creme and it's filled to the brim
But you should still go be with him
I can't hold your hand this time
I can't fold my plans this time
We 'bout to hit the cut and get smokey
Hit a couple spots where they know me
I am not a visit to your mommy
I got a couple mamis
On call that's about me
Same Guy lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Adam Levine)
I can't keep letting shit slide
Thought that I would change
But I'm the same guy
Blamed it on my youth
But I know I've had time
Now when it comes to you and I
All that I ever did was tell lies
Am I gonna keep this up til I die?
Does it add up when you do the bad stuff?
Time keeps moving past us
If they gon' shoot, then I pray they end up shooting past us
Temptations that I knew to pass up, but I didn't
When I said I love you, know I really thought I meant it
Can I go to heaven? Is there time to put my bid in?
I'm no longer a kid, I should probably quit the kidding
And the playing
I wanna do the right thing, man, that's all I'm saying
I can't keep blaming entertainment
And the money and the fame that I been attaining
As the reason for these girls that I'm entertaining
I can't keep letting shit slide
Thought that I would change
But I'm the same guy
Blamed it on my youth
But I know I've had time
Now when it comes to you and I
All that I ever did was tell lies
Am I gonna keep this up til I die?
These are my confessions
Couldn't say it to you
So that's why I booked this session
The company I kept and I slept with
Kept me from being all alone with my reflection
Trust me, now I know that you a blessing
All these white lies are growing to life-size
I don't wanna split, but I know it's the right time
You don't want to look
But you know there's a bright side
If you got a feeling like mine
Sing it like
I can't keep letting shit slide
Thought that I would change
But I'm the same guy
Blamed it on my youth
But I know I've had time
Now when it comes to you and I
All that I ever did was tell lies
Am I gonna keep this up til I die?
(Ooh, until I die)
(Ooh Lord, Jetson made another one)
Route 66 lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. EST Gee)
Bitch, I'm from Kentucky
But this ain't no fucking Dixie Chicks
This is not Route 66
She step out, take like fifty flicks
I'm way too selective with the folks
That I get mixy with
She said that's a lie, boy
You a thot, thot, thot
Just left out the city
It was hot, hot, hot
Think they fucking with me
But they not, not, not
I just cannot stop
I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop
She came to kick it with her friends
They taking shots, shots, shots
I'm a hot shot (Aye)
Met her at the club and I took her to the casa
Get bread nonstop
Know my name ring a bell like Raja
From the city like Rondo, Rajon
But I'm from the white side like Hassan
Way too fly, but I'm not trying
Had y'all's fun, but it's my time
Chain go bling, I ain't talking 'bout hotline
Young and I got time
But I finally got one, it's about time
Make the whole city shine every time that I shine
Let me know now if you not down
'Cause you left and you not 'round
Need a Julep and a hot brown
Go ahead, let that top down
Bitch, I'm from Kentucky
But this ain't no fucking Dixie Chicks
This is not Route 66
She step out, take like fifty flicks
I'm way too selective with the folks
That I get mixy with
She said that's a lie, boy
You a thot, thot, thot
Just left out the city
It was hot, hot, hot
Think they fucking with me
But they not, not, not
I just cannot stop
I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop
She came to kick it with her friends
They taking shots, shots, shots
White gold over my Chrome Hearts
Ten bands sloppy, I ain't got no card
I don't feel nothing for the most part
Fat boy drive this bitch like a go-kart
Slide through the opp blocks
Shooting out blow darts
I been rich before I signed
Shirt cost five, wear it one time
She don't slurp, get out my ride
Run my city, you can ask my opps
Love my thots with mouths like mops
Shirt off, chains on in a drop
I spent twenty G's for a clock
Put a Bentley GT in my mouth
We don't sell CD's out this house
Still got [*bark bark*] in now
Like what's a drought, drought, drought
Bitch, I'm from Kentucky
But this ain't no fucking Dixie Chicks
This is not Route 66
She step out, take like fifty flicks
I'm way too selective with the folks
That I get mixy with
She said that's a lie, boy
You a thot, thot, thot
Just left out the city
It was hot, hot, hot
Think they fucking with me
But they not, not, not
I just cannot stop
I'm 'bout to buy my bro a drop
She came to kick it with her friends
They taking shots, shots, shots
Tyler Herro lyrics - Jack Harlow
Yeah
The ones that hate me the most look just like me
You tell me what that means
Make a slick comment and see what that brings
I seen it go down, we can reenact things
Extreme like BMXing
These boys pussy and they PMSing
People in the city see the movement occurring
And say, "My God, I wanna be in that scene"
Damn right, you wanna be in this scene
She at the video tryna be in this scene
Used to fantasize 'bout bein' this seen (Seen)
Bluegrass girl but she got big dreams
Can't touch me, I got instincts
Locked in the house, but I'm plottin' things
I brought a gang to the party with me
Five white boys but they not NSYNC (Yeah, woo)
Fuck what y'all think
Fuck everything that you say about me
My dawgs like to play Madden and 2K
But one thing they don't do is play about me
My homeboy Tyler, he play in South Beach
He told me this summer he gon' fix my jumper
I told Boi-1da that we might got a thumper
I been tryna pop, now I'm on like Shumpert (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Now they on my bumper
Green room chock-full of all my comforts
Hotel room like heaven on earth
Got angels in my bed with some all-white covers
Ace Pro, Nemo, Lucci and Quiiso, Shloob, Clay, 2for
And I got a few more I call my brothers
I got a lot of flows and they all like butter, ooh (Ah)
You know what that means
I came home nice, but I'm goin' back mean
I'm 'bout to globe-trot when they know a vaccine
Motherfuckers act lost, but they know exactly what's goin' on
Made a mil' and I don't know what to blow it on
I tell the critics, "Shut up," like my show is on
Gave a T-shirt to her, said, "Throw it on"
She one of many high school classmates I'm growin' on (Growin' on, growin' on)
My peers ain't poppin', they don't know what's goin' wrong
Y'all well dressed, but you ain't got soul and you just can't sew it on
I'm tryna tell y'all boys, I got a few songs I could sell y'all boys
I tried it back then, it was, "Hell nah, boy" (Nah)
Now I'm in a box like a Kellogg's toy (Like a, like a, ooh)
The ones that hate me the most look just like me (Like me)
You tell me what that means
Make a slick comment and see what that brings
I seen it go down, we can reenact things (Let's do it)
Extreme like BMXing
These boys pussy and they PMSing (Woo)
People in the city see the movement occurring
And say, "My God, I wanna be in that scene" (That's right)
Damn right, you wanna be in this scene
She at the video tryna be in this scene (Scene)
Used to fantasize 'bout bein' this seen
Bluegrass girl, but she got big dreams
Can't touch me, I got instincts
Locked in the house, but I'm plottin' things
I brought a gang to the party with me
Five white boys but they not NSYNC (No, they not NSYNC, no, they not NSYNC)
Word to JT, no, they not NSYNC
Word to JT, no, they not NSYNC
No, they not NSYNC, no-no
No, they not NSYNC, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh-oh
Luv Is Dro lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Static Major & Bryson Tiller)
Turn off the lights
Let the moon shine through the blinds
I can see fine
Light a candle
You know that I'ma tryna get behind
Press on your spine
Girl, you're looking damn good
I can't even lie, I'm mesmerized
It's in ya- (To me tonight)
It's in ya eyes
That's that shit I like, yeah
That's that shit I like
That's that shit I like
Baby, put your hair back
That's that shit I like, yeah
That's that shit I like
That's that shit I-
'Cause I wanna see your face
Let the moon shine through the blinds
I can see fine
And damn you fine
Don't be nervous
You know that I'ma tryna get behind
Press on your spine
Girl, I got you
I can't even lie, I'm mesmerized
It's in ya eyes
Let me love you slow
I'm not in a rush, girl
I'ma love you slow
Take my time tonight
Can I take my time, plus
Girl, my love is dro
I'll give you a rush, see
Girl, my love is dro
And I'ma love you slow
Take a hit of me, baby
Know you had a long day
I can see it in your face
And now you just got off of work
The sun is down, it's getting late
And now you say you need a break
Girl, you know exactly what I'm 'bout to say
But I won't say a thing, babe
Know just what you need, babe
Hit an instant replay
Yes, I had to get it twice
Breakfast, lunch and dinner
Now take off them denims
Now take off this linen
I need all that missing
Baby, when you call, I'm dipping
Pull up to your... (Pull up to your...)
Pull up to your spot
I'm gon' get you hot (Listen, we gon')
Start with that massage
Working down your thighs (Baby, I'ma)
Push up on you, feel this size
Show me how you feel inside
If that's mine, then tell me that's mine
Somebody must have shown you how to ride 'cause
You do it right
You not too wild with it
I take my time with it
Baby, you should-
Let me love you slow
I'm not in a rush, girl
I'ma love you slow
Can I take my time, plus
Girl, my love is dro
I'll give you a rush, see
Girl, my love is dro
And I'ma love you slow
Yeah
Me and Jack and Static
It's a motherfucking classic
WHATS POPPIN lyrics - Jack Harlow
What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Brand new whip just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mmh, mmh)
SportsCenter, top ten
I could put the ball in the end zone, put a bad bitch in the friendzone, ooh
This shit sound like an intro, Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh
Told Pooh he a fool with this shit (He a fool)
Told her don't let her friends know (Don't)
In the 'Ville and I move like a don (Don)
Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's
Me and my 'migos got that free smoke
On the West Coast, yeah, I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls (Pre-roll)
Dark haired bitch and she look like Shego (She do)
Hometown hero, feeling myself, can't murder my ego (Can't do it)
She heard of my deep stroke
She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?" (It does)
Certified freak ho
Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo
Back then, wasn't worried 'bout me though
In the gym tryna work on my free throw
Goddamn
Spending money at the club like Sam's (Cha-ching)
Yes, ma'am
She a lil' freak on cam
But she don't put this on the 'Gram (Nah)
Lil' boys tryna diss on the 'Gram (Ayy)
I can't switch on the fam (Bitch)
Shit's hot, hit the switch on the fan (Hit that shit)
This where my head is (Listen)
I feel resentment from every direction
Even some homies be wearing expressions
I be discouraged from sharing my blessings (Damn)
We used to share a connection
Now it just feels like it's wearing and stretching
I'm getting real sick of taking advice
From people that never could stare at reflections (Ooh)
Somewhere in there is a lesson
Y'all ain't evolvin', it's very depressing
I'm at the club with the basketball team
Me and the Cardinals are sharing a section (Facts)
Gotta cherish the present
I'm drinking water and wearing protection
Got a career and I'm very invested
Some people call it a scary obsession (Ooh, period, but)
I like to call it a passion, I can't be sitting relaxin' (Nah, I can't)
PG, we getting some traction, I'm at the venue, it's packed in (Packed out)
I'm digging her accent
I got a B.B. Simon belt on me and she tryna get it unfastened
That's my type of distraction, that's my type and she Latin (That's facts, ooh)
Got my own flow and I'm 'bout to get a patent
Brand new sheets for the bed, they satin (Soft, real soft)
Y'all wasn't tuned in back then (Nah)
My swag, they keep jackin' (Keep on jackin')
I ain't doin' no verse, quit askin' (Quit askin')
What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Brand new whip just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mmh, mmh)
SportsCenter, top ten
Baxter Avenue lyrics - Jack Harlow
My dad built houses
My mom painted pictures
They both gave it up
Once I came into the picture
Me, I'm like them
Just a fifty-fifty mixture
My mom rode horses
She wish I had a sister
I prefer the pen to a hammer or a brush
But I build things up
And my imagery is lush
I used to play soccer
But I never had the touch
Basketball, too
But I ain't love it that much
Much of my time's spent looking for a rush
Tryna find something to afford me that feeling
I fall in love with girls
'Cause they physically appealing
A couple weeks pass
And the convos hit a ceiling
I've smoked a few blunts
Cookies and Runtz
Gotten high enough to know it isn't what I want
Met the celebrities
Seen through the fronts
Dated one girl and I've seen two at once
I ain't upset to be inside for some months
And get back in touch with the person that I was
Know I've given too much of my time to the chase
Tryna get in touch with a person that I lust so
This the perfect time to hang it up
Used to sleep until noon
Now at nine I'm waking up
More time that I'm inside then the less I want to talk
I don't wanna FaceTime
I ain't tryna say what's up
Careful with the ways that my time is taken up
Bunch of geeks tryna take the shine away from us
Reaching for critiques and they tryna say I suck
Got me reminiscing back to a time I gave a
But my skin's gotten thick since then
And my high school crush has done the same thing
So when this blows over and I'm back home
I'ma tell her that I'm really done playing games
Seven figures in my bank statements
Seven fellas that I'm staying on the same page with
We've been shooting for the stars and our aim's dangerous
Hasn't been a single thing that the gang can't get
My main thing shall remain nameless
Know they ask about her often, but I ain't saying shit
There's a level of discretion that I'm maintaining
She don't understand it but she ain't famous
We gon' see who's still around once the game changes
She's a business woman but I got her playing favorites
You ain't rooting for me then I gotta make changes
Ex girls watching with a lot of fake pages (A lot of fake pages)
My OG showed me what a plain jane is
And a bust down is
Now I got a hankering to spend a few thousand
KY used to take me up to Icebox when he'd get his jewelry cleaned
They would ask if they could help me and I say "I'm just browsing"
Woyne worked at Enterprise, rentals discounted
Ville to the A and back, we was putting miles in
Always wondered to myself
If I could really be the leader of a group of brown skinned boys
When I'm not brown skinned
Certain things they grew up on that they get but I don't get
Differences in how we raised make me feel like I don't fit
Not to mention the distance between our parents' houses
Share some money with 'em so they know I care about 'em
I'm tryna to do it right and figure what a fair amount is
But I fantasize 'bout a day that we all swimming in it
No contracts and we independent
Stay close, never start a convo with "It's a been a minute"
'Cause it never will be, end of sentence
Nemo, that's my right hand
Guides me through my indecisions
Vodka in my left hand, takes away my inhibitions
Way too gone but I'm waking up in mint condition
Ready for whatever, got the troops with me
In position
WHATS POPPIN (Remix) lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Tory Lanez, Lil Wayne & DaBaby)
Back with the remix
These boys all my sons like Phoenix (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
My city and state never ever seen this
Jimmy Neutron, I'm a young boy genius (Oh Lord, jetson made another one)
On the futon, I'ma give her that penis
When this shit's done, I'ma fill up arenas
Ooh, like Gilbert Arenas
Shoot my shot, I'm still with the demons, ooh
I keep it thorough
I got five chicks in New York, that means one in each borough
I'm in the pocket like Burrow
When I'm back home, though, they treat me like Robert De Niro
Took her to Taco Bell, bought her a churro
Took her home, gave her a cinnamon swirl
I left it in, now I got a one-year-old
Zeros on zeros on zeros (Zeros)
That's what my bank account balance say (Woo)
I got a check from the shoe company
Now I do anything that New Balance say
I bought her a plane ticket, out of state
I got me a shorty from 'round the way
Said, "I'm in town today"
She said she comin' over and she down to stay
I got a hit, she been playin' that shit
So when she pull up on me, I know what she 'bout to say
What's poppin'?
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin' (Oh, these niggas got me fucked up, nigga)
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh, you know, it's like)
My body got rid of them toxins (Let me go, let me go, mm, mm)
SportsCenter, top ten
Call up my bitch, tell her, "Bring me that noggin" (Brrt)
Brain real good, she a scholar
I like the thing with low mileage, good brain with no college
Call me DaBaby, no toddler (Wah)
I'm real creative and stylish, FN in my denim
I send a hit, make him spin 'em
And I just flew back from L.A. on the jet yesterday (Nyoom)
I go back and forth like I play tennis
I fuck with your ho, yeah, I'm fit for it
Still on the Billboard, the number one song in UK
And I done got so fuckin' rich, all these hoes on my dick
I still don't give a fuck what you say
She eat it like a Pac-Man, nigga (Eat it)
Whoop a nigga like I'm Batman, nigga (Eat it)
I just pulled up in the Batmobile (Nyoom)
The reason I ain't fuckin' with these rap-ass niggas
'Cause they cap-ass niggas (Cap), and they raps ain't real (Cap)
Believe me, you wanna keep your life, then take it easy
I'm rockin' water diamonds, need a Squeegee
These niggas watered down, they drinkin' Fiji
My whip is orange and brown like I'm in Cleveland
My bitch is Mello Yello like a soda (Soda)
These niggas tattletalers, I'm a soldier
Ayy, somebody tell them niggas that it's over
You know it's Baby, nigga
What's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Woo, hahaha)
I got options (Ayy)
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (Uh)
Hop out that Scat and I caught her
I'm out here with somebody daughter
She callin' me daddy, I'm somebody father
I gotta go gets it, I will not go kiss it
Or put my lips on it like somebody water
The diamond, the glacier, the card in the wallet
She pulled up to fuck me but nobody caught her
She told me that she wasn't feelin' my music
I fucked her, she told me, "It's nobody harder"
And I'm with the G-ski, I need that shit for the freeski
We are not buyin' no pussy you sellin' on Peachtree
It's so much work on my celly
I had to go tell all my bitches, "Email it to reach me"
All in my DM, I'll follow your BM
She play with the croski, we used to fuck on the lowski
She use to lie on my bed and go lie to your face
And say I'm just a broski, nigga, you knows me
You ain't believe it, you wanted to toast me
I had extendi as long as a ruler
In case you was coolin' and wanna approach me
Dropped the Bentayga, came back in the Cullinan
She wanna fuck again, I want that tongue again
Stuck it so deep that she cough up her lung again
Five-star bitches, they on the run again, run again
Runnin' in diamonds, they illuminatin' the way that I come again
I just put so many pennies on the watch
That I don't ever got to stunt again, nigga, lil' Tory
What's poppin'? (Canada)
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh, man, I just caught a drink, man, fuck)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mm, mm)
SportsCenter, top ten
Mm, what's brackin'? (Woo)
Brand-new whip, new mansion (Brrp)
Brand-new tips, new dancers (Yeah)
Same old dick, new Magnums (Oh)
Same old shit, new maggots (Yeah)
Same old throne, new dragons (Uh)
Same old strong, new ashes (Yeah)
I could pass that bitch like Magic, yeah (Oh, oh)
I ain't cappin', I'm lit, I'm active, yeah (Yeah)
Lil' five in that bitch like Paxson, yeah (Yeah)
Gonna drown in this milk like Apple Jacks
I sell a bitch dreams, put tax on that
Lil' slime in that bitch, that's slatt for slatt (Yeah)
Obama, Presidential Rollie, that's black on black (Yeah)
Got ninety-nine problems and a bitch ain't one
Yeah, numbers don't lie, this the aftermath (Yeah)
Yeah, what's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new phone, just dropped it (Uh)
Fuck it, I got options
I bust down a couple Apple Watches (Hello)
I could put the ball in the end zone
Put a bad bitch and her friends on, ooh, ooh
I'ma bust all on the skin tone
I be masked up, ask Ken Jeong, ooh, ooh
Dark-haired bitches like Shego (Pew)
I like 'em blonde like me though (Yeah)
Although I'm Don Corleone (Brrat)
I will still slide like Neo, uh (Hello)
Kief all around my pre-roll (Yeah)
New Orleans, nigga, I'm Creole
She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deepthroat?"
I just better not feel your teeth, ho
What's poppin'? (Poppin')
Brand-new whip, just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mm, mm)
SportsCenter, top ten
WHATS POPPIN lyrics - Jack Harlow
What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Brand new whip just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options (Oh Lord, Jetson made another one)
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mmh, mmh)
SportsCenter, top ten
I could put the ball in the end zone, put a bad bitch in the friendzone, ooh
This shit sound like an intro, Jetson, give me that tempo, ooh
Told Pooh he a fool with this shit (He a fool)
Told her don't let her friends know (Don't)
In the 'Ville and I move like a don (Don)
Eating fettuccine at Vincenzo's
Me and my 'migos got that free smoke
On the West Coast, yeah, I'm talking 'bout pre-rolls (Pre-roll)
Dark haired bitch and she look like Shego (She do)
Hometown hero, feeling myself, can't murder my ego (Can't do it)
She heard of my deep stroke
She said, "Babe, does it hurt when I deep throat?" (It does)
Certified freak ho
Hang around us and she learnin' my lingo
Back then, wasn't worried 'bout me though
In the gym tryna work on my free throw
Goddamn
Spending money at the club like Sam's (Cha-ching)
Yes, ma'am
She a lil' freak on cam
But she don't put this on the 'Gram (Nah)
Lil' boys tryna diss on the 'Gram (Ayy)
I can't switch on the fam (Bitch)
Shit's hot, hit the switch on the fan (Hit that shit)
This where my head is (Listen)
I feel resentment from every direction
Even some homies be wearing expressions
I be discouraged from sharing my blessings (Damn)
We used to share a connection
Now it just feels like it's wearing and stretching
I'm getting real sick of taking advice
From people that never could stare at reflections (Ooh)
Somewhere in there is a lesson
Y'all ain't evolvin', it's very depressing
I'm at the club with the basketball team
Me and the Cardinals are sharing a section (Facts)
Gotta cherish the present
I'm drinking water and wearing protection
Got a career and I'm very invested
Some people call it a scary obsession (Ooh, period, but)
I like to call it a passion, I can't be sitting relaxin' (Nah, I can't)
PG, we getting some traction, I'm at the venue, it's packed in (Packed out)
I'm digging her accent
I got a B.B. Simon belt on me and she tryna get it unfastened
That's my type of distraction, that's my type and she Latin (That's facts, ooh)
Got my own flow and I'm 'bout to get a patent
Brand new sheets for the bed, they satin (Soft, real soft)
Y'all wasn't tuned in back then (Nah)
My swag, they keep jackin' (Keep on jackin')
I ain't doin' no verse, quit askin' (Quit askin')
What's poppin'? (Pooh, you a fool for this one)
Brand new whip just hopped in (Just hopped in)
I got options
I could pass that bitch like Stockton (It ain't nothin')
Just joshin'
I'ma spend this holiday locked in (Ooh)
My body got rid of them toxins (Mmh, mmh)
SportsCenter, top ten
2STYLISH lyrics - Jack Harlow
Too stylish
She too fly
Make me lose balance
Back it up, like we taking over for the '99
And the 2000's
The city that's mine
I need a new challenge
I can't tell if you 'bout it
I doubt it
Baddies at the club and they got ya boy surrounded
She want me to pound it
Said she want my kids but they grounded
I been staying focused, got me celibate
I could be selling dick
Now I'm in my element
Y'all boys irrelevant
Me and Jenius we got hella hits
I don't know what jealous is
Cause I ain't never felt the shit
Feeling like myself again
Feeling like the man
I got some stories I can tell my kids
You got some stories you can tell your friends
About my grace and my elegance
Too stylish
She too fly
Make me lose balance
Back it up, like we taking over for the '99
And the 2000's
The city that's mine
I need a new challenge
I can't tell if you 'bout it
She on that Smirnoff Ice
Get right to it we don't turn off lights
She done got some money now she wear Off White
Off of the white, got her turnt all night
All right (All right)
Them boys said on sight It's all lies
Big dog to these small fries
10s with me, you got all 5s
I might be the greatest all time
Too stylish
She too fly
Make me lose balance
Back it up like we taking over for the 99
And the 2000s
The city that's mine
I need a new challenge
I can't tell if you 'bout it
Too stylish
She too fly
Make me lose balance
Back it up like we taking over for the 99
And the 2000s
The city that's mine
I need a new challenge
I can't tell if you 'bout it
I WANNA SEE SOME ASS lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. JetsonMade)
I wanna see some ass
I wanna see some ass
Baby can you do it like that
From the front to the back
She said I don't wanna move too fast
'Til she hit that gas Ciroc and the puff puff pass
Now the whole squad getting fucked up fast
She said Jack, where you been at?
On the road but I just got back
And I'm, sill flyier than a bitch
And ya boyfriend well he just not that
And I, don't know how to behave
I'ma tell her be safe
I don't need the pussy
I'ma tell her be safe
I got God with me
And he's telling me things
I wanna see some ass
I wanna see some ass
Baby can you do it like that
From the front to the back
She said I don't wanna move too fast
'Til she hit that gas Ciroc and the puff puff pass
Now the whole squad getting fucked up fast
I'm just tryna' see something
I ain't gotta say it
'Cause they know where we from
I got some money out the ATM
But I'm gonna keep some
Strip club, pre cum
Off of the liquor fell in love with a stripper
Now I'm asking where she from
As if we gon' be something
I wanna be something
Take my number down
You can hit me if you need something
Said she got three sons
Do you want four? 'Cause I need one
Do you got whores? 'Cause I'll be one
Going all night like the reruns
I wanna see some ass
I wanna see some ass
Baby can you do it like that
From the front to the back
She said I don't wanna move too fast
'Til she hit that gas Ciroc and the puff puff pass
Now the whole squad getting fucked up fast
SMELLS LIKE INCENSE lyrics - Jack Harlow
Aye
She already chose, why you trippin'?
She ain't that significant
Used to have a gimmick
Glad I never went big with it
Now I got the big wigs spendin'
I got Titos on the rocks
With some cranberry mixed in with it
She got a one bed one bath
And it smells like incense in it
I got a chick and she a bit dim-witted
But she real pretty and she slim thick with it
She let the whole imprint hit it
Now I'm cool I ain't got no real interest in it
I know my innocence gone
'Cause it's 80 proof liquor
All up in my system
I'ont jerk it when I'm finna get some
And it paid off for me 'cause I'm finishing strong
But I don't let the kids live long
'Cause the utilities and the renter's insurance is enough already
Tryna' do the right thing but I bluffed already
Tryna' take it slow but I cuffed already
She already chose, why you trippin'?
She ain't that significant
Used to have a gimmick
Glad I never went big with it
Now I got the big wigs spendin'
I got Titos on the rocks
With some cranberry mixed in with it
She got a one bed one bath
And it smells like incense in it
Dirty clothes on the floor
Polaroids on the door
Told her we should talk more
But I'm going on tour
Psych major she a sophomore
Honda Accord on the parking deck
Top floor, know its uncalled for
Got her on all fours
We was playing Uno
She said draw four
I said what you wearing drawers for
Bad biddies every city
Know that we got all sorts
My dawgs ride for me
Yeah, they on board
Treat the 2fo' beat just like a longboard
Fire code, at the show
They want an encore
Yeah they want an encore
She already chose, why you trippin'?
She ain't that significant
Used to have a gimmick
Glad I never went big with it
Now I got the big wigs spendin'
I got Titos on the rocks
With some cranberry mixed in with it
She got a one bed one bath
And it smells like incense in it
OUT FRONT lyrics - Jack Harlow
I know that you been waiting on me
I'm out front
I know you sick of playing these games
I'm 'bout done
I can turn this shit up a couple of thousand
Your man saying something but he ain't about nun
'Bout nun
'Bout nun
Mmm, how come?
Don't talk like that when you know the outcome
She been waiting 'til I drop
Let her play the album
Outdone
He been outdone
Lot of girls back home, but I'm thinking about one
Made rounds in my phone
But I'm leaving out someone
Someone
I-71 to Cane Run
I didn't wanna say nun
But I just think that
This ain't what you want girl
Can't front girl
I can't just be with one girl
Especially when you know how pussy runs the world
And it's running through my mind like whoa
Through my mind like
I know that you been waiting on me
I'm out front
I know you sick of playing these games
I'm 'bout done
I can turn this shit up a couple of thousand
Your man saying something but he ain't about nun
'Bout nun
'Bout nun
Mmm, how come?
Don't talk like that when you know the outcome
She been waiting 'til I drop
Let her play the album
Gon' play that shit
Gon' play that shit
I was thinking 'bout you
When I made that shit
Okay, me and that girl got the same accent
'Cause she's a hometown baby
Could you put your phone down maybe
You been showing out lately
She just want to spend a little quality time
I-65 on a late night drive
And I'm going bout 80
Maybe I been going 'bout it all wrong
Sometimes I just need someone to call on
What I'm gon' do when they all gone?
I know that you been waiting on me
I'm out front
I know you sick of playing these games
I'm 'bout done
I can turn this shit up a couple of thousand
Your man saying something but he ain't about nun
'Bout nun
'Bout nun
Mmm, how come?
Don't talk like that when you know the outcome
She been waiting 'til I drop
Let her play the album
Gon' play that shit
Gon' play that shit
I was thinking 'bout you
When I made that shit
HEY BIG HEAD lyrics - Jack Harlow
Hey big head
I'm locked in tryna' make this bread
I can't keep on giving you time
I got cash to make instead
She wanna fuck me one on one
We might run that train instead
Me and my friend just like twins
Same nutsack and the same dick head
Seen that bitch and we ain't impressed
Thick brunette and she came from Lex
Phone got bugs and they ain't insects
Feds tuned in when I send my texts
Ain't nobody worried about if I'm next
'Cause they know I'm next
I thank god I know I'm blessed
I recall when you threw shade
I can let that shit go I guess
I'm locked in had to go out less
Everybody act like they know best
Her boyfriend ain't fresh
Look like someone I'm gon' outdress
She's so wet had to hold my breath
Ain't hit since she know I'm pressed
Show my chest let me flex bitch
In the flesh got connects down in Texas
Pussy juice side of eggs
That's my breakfast
Suga momma 56 off of Craigslist
Can we have a threesome with your fucking best friend?
I ain't talking Florida when I say I'm destined
She ain't know my money taller than a Westin
Hotel got your bitches checked in
Ex chick salty just like Chex Mix
Cop a plane ticket for my new chick once the check hits
I come from a city that is very much eclectic
But it's got another side to it that gets hectic
Shorty that I mess with got a friend that's a detective
She gon' run surveillance just to find out who I slept with
All my jewelry gifted
Just like me ain't bought a necklace
I'm not young and reckless
Bitch I'm cool calm and collected
Flexin'
I'm the one that she texting
Lightskin from DC like the redskins
These rappers falling off just like dead skin
I set trends, next up no question
ONCE MAY COMES lyrics - Jack Harlow
If you wondering what may come from it
Once May comes then we graduate for the summer
'Til then, lock in
Watch the cake come from it
Pray to God we break one hundred
Once you get it popping
Watch the hate come from it
Chicks I used to chase come from it
I can ask my bro he gonna stay one hundred with me
I know what they talking about now
And my Brodie he got principles
Don't often back down
And I think they gone tell me when I'm off the track now
But as for right now man I'm off in this bitch
About to set it off in this bitch
We don't often get missed
At least not how we used to in the old days
Heat rock what we groove to
And they all say
You could put a milli on us
You could put a milli on us
I can keep it really honest
They fuck with you
But see they really on us
You can put a milli on us
If you wondering what may come from it
Once May comes then we graduate for the summer
'Til then, lock in
Watch the cake come from it
Pray to God we break one hundred
Once you get it popping
Watch the hate come from it
Chicks I used to chase come from it
I can ask my bro he gonna stay one hundred with me
I know what they talking about now
And my Brodie he got principles
Don't often back down
And I think they gone tell me when I'm off the track now
But as for right now man I'm off in this bitch
About to set it off in this bitch
We don't often get missed
At least not how we used to in the old days
Heat rock what we groove to
And they all say
You could put a milli on us
You could put a milli on us
I can keep it really honest
They fuck with you
But see they really on us
You can put a milli on us
You could put a milli on us
You could put a milli on us
I can keep it really honest
They fuck with you
But see they really on us
You can put a milli on us
GHOST lyrics - Jack Harlow
Gangsta
Gangsta Grillz
I know that we got it, I might even guarantee it
When she top me up, it turn me right into a parapalegic
Pair of shoes that got the NB on 'em, make you stare and see 'em
We ain't paying for 'em, nah, you oughta know I'm wearing free ones (Ooh)
When you ghosting me, I gotta know, is there a reason?
It was so abrupt, I kind of had to think that there would be one (Be one, uh)
Conversations out of state, they asking, "Where are we from?"
I don't care about ya, I got me a chick that's Caribbean
She want me to serenade her, but you know I'm bashful (Ooh)
I got all the whipper-snappers and the lil' rascals (Yeah)
Turnt up off the way we drippin' with Tabasco (Bitch, yeah, yeah)
Old friends inquiring about the cash flow (Okay, okay)
Okay, this kush here in the gaseous state
I can't hit it, if I do I might pass away
These boys fake, please quit with the masquerade, ayy
Shit, I hear what the pastors sayin'
I could prolly use a fresh start, out the window of the TARC
I'm reflectin' on life through Cherokee Park
Thinkin' 'bout life through Cherokee Park (Woo)
I know that we got it, I might even guarantee it
When she top me up, it turn me right into a paraplegic
Pair of shoes that got the NB on 'em, make you stare and see 'em
We ain't paying for 'em, nah, you oughta know I'm wearing free ones (Ooh)
When you ghosting me, I gotta know, is there a reason?
It was so abrupt, I kind of had to think that there would be one (Be one, uh)
Conversations out of state, they asking, "Where are we from?"
I don't care about ya, I got me a chick that's Caribbean
It's a push start, I ain't gotta put the key in
Whip it real nice like a good human being
24 East, I'm in Chattanooga, TN
Yeah the barbecue Korean and my shorty muy bien, ayy
We just went from dive bars to The Colosseum
Man he's a try hard, wouldn't wanna be him
PG, I'm the GM, go 'head copyright it, TM
Go 'head copyright it (Uh)
Nah we don't wanna say too much (Much)
We ain't take her from you, no, she came to us
Ain't no steak dinner, but we made through brunch (We might)
2for on the beat, you know he came through clutch
Know he came through clutch (Came through)
I know that we got it, I might even guarantee it
When she top me up, it turn me right into a paraplegic
Pair of shoes that got the NB on 'em, make you stare and see 'em
We ain't paying for 'em, nah, you oughta know I'm wearing free ones (Ooh)
When you ghosting me, I gotta know, is there a reason?
It was so abrupt, I kind of had to think that there would be one (Be one, uh)
Conversations out of state, they asking, "Where are we from?"
I don't care about ya, I got me a chick that's Caribbean
ROTTEN lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. EST Gee)
(CONFETTI...)
(This tag is hard, it sound like a spaceship door opening)
[Jack Harlow:]
Okay there's moments where I feel like I'm the hottest
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess
They want me to flex, they don't want me to be modest
In 2027 I'll be purchasing a cottage, I'll be purchasing a cottage
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished
I ain't playing tag but your new shit is not it
Nah, your new shit is not it
CÃŽROC and Hpnotiq, I'm way out of pocket
(I'm way out of, way out of)
Quit all the gossip, I'm simply a product of people I rock with
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton
You know how I'm rockin' (Ayy)
You know how I'm rockin'
You know how I'm rockin'
Ayy, more money, more problems, big popper
I don't answer unless she call me big poppa
Ridin' through the night and I'm duckin' from the coppas
When this shit drops it gon' be a penny droppa
Rollin' with the top up, you could get mopped up
I was at the crib when she scooped me in the Mazda
Got a whole roster and they all like to get high like rastas
I just like to watch, diamonds on me dancing like ZaZa
I just met your girl and took her to the Crowne Plaza
85 minutes in The Devil Wears Prada
Once I leave town we ain't talking 'bout nada
(We ain't talking 'bout shit)
Now she got my name in her internet browser
Shorty bipolar, she sweet then sour
I got me a Georgia Peach just like Bowser
Okay there's moments where I feel like I'm the hottest
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess
They want me to flex, they don't want me to be modest
In 2027 I'll be purchasing a cottage, I'll be purchasing a cottage
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished
I ain't playing tag but your new shit is not it
Nah, your new shit is not it
CÃŽROC and Hpnotiq, I'm way out of pocket
(I'm way out of, way out of)
Quit all the gossip, I'm simply a product of people I rock with
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton
You know how I'm rockin' (Ayy)
You know how I'm rockin'
You know how I'm rockin'
[EST Gee:]
Smush it, cook it, freeze it, let it dry
45 for a half for a whole Jerry Rice
I done scored on every block nigga, Fisher Price
'Cause I stay down when they was cheatin' like I'm Derek Fisher wife
I ain't never seen Christ, why would I pray to him?
Granny tell me to repent, I can't be saved again
I'm takin' pills tryna kill all the pain I feel
We gon' push more Hank than a king of the hill
Tryna finesse the game, on point, shaving grams
I'ma snake 'em one more time and shed this dead skin
When I try to leave the streets I hit a dead end
Grey Silverado truck outside my man crib
All because he scraping white, shit like dandruff
Off a big pile of brown like a ant hill
Start rapping, I ain't stop making gram deals
Big dog, I can't make no hand-to-hand sales
I can't go broke 'long as I know what the plan is
[Jack Harlow:]
Okay there's moments where I feel like I'm the hottest
My baby not religious but she look just like a goddess
They want me to flex, they don't want me to be modest
In 2027 I'll be purchasing a cottage, I'll be purchasing a cottage
Pokémon kush, yeah, this shit look like a Oddish
I was in the pussy and that shit had me astonished
I ain't playing tag but your new shit is not it
Nah, your new shit is not it
CÃŽROC and Hpnotiq, I'm way out of pocket
Quit all the gossip, I'm simply a product of people I rock with
Ayy, my shorty so rotten, the coochie like cotton
You know how I'm rockin' (Ayy)
You know how I'm rockin'
You know how I'm rockin'
ICE lyrics - Jack Harlow
I can't hear you through this
Right now, right now
Ooh!
Dentyne, put it on ice right now, ayy
Tell me what you like right now
Is you with me?
Tell your best friend pipe down
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it right now
In a Bentley, high-top pull up on ya
Do you got a full cup on ya?
Got history, between me and you
Baby, tell me, is you trying see it through? (Ayy, yeah)
Lot of fake stuff that I'm seeing through
It be hard for me to be enthused
Know you're sick of being cool
I know you're sick of being nice
Y'all can spend time in the day, I'm the one that you gon' see at night
We got something, we can breathe tonight
I know it's been some years but I can see it clear cut
I'ma pull up with the seersuck' (Uh!)
Pull up, get your rear fucked on (Uh!)
I know it's a weird system that we living in
That's why we living like we never gonna live again
I got family down in Texas, up in Michigan
So when I pull up, do a show, it's significant
Dentyne, put it on ice right now, ayy
Tell me what you like right now
Is you with me?
Tell your best friend pipe down
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it right now
In a Bentley, high-top pull up on ya
Do you got a full cup on ya?
Got history, between me and you
Baby, tell me, is you trying see it through? (Ayy)
Can we pick the tempo up?
Smoke something, pour up (Pour up, ooh)
Best friend heard something 'bout me
Where'd she get the info from? (Where she get that?)
Rolling with the windows up
Hot box in the park, see me in the dark (Dark)
I'm attached to ya, think we need to be apart
Even at a distance, you can keep me in your heart, one time (One)
I don't see the sunshine
Nocturnal, cheap wine
If you need it, I'm buyin' (Hey)
Light with the dark, yeah I need to combine
I think you need to come by (Come by)
Dentyne, put it on ice right now, ayy
Tell me what you like right now
Is you with me?
Tell your best friend pipe down
'Cause I ain't tryna hear it right now
In a Bentley, high-top pull up on ya
Do you got a full cup on ya?
Got history, between me and you
Baby, tell me, is you trying see it through? (Ayy)
Can we pick the tempo up?
Smoke something, pour up (Pour up, ooh)
Can we pick the tempo up?
Smoke something, pour up (Pour up, ooh)
SUNDAY NIGHT lyrics - Jack Harlow
Honorable C-Note
Please don't let nothing get back to me
I've been trying to detach from you
Deep down though, I wanna know about what the fuck you been up to (You been up to)
Old him could have seen that coming
Fuck you I don't need nothing from ya
I was doing pretty good without you
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse coming)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse coming, that a relapse coming)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse coming, that a relapse coming, relapse)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse coming)
How'd I get so hung up?
How'd I get so hung up?
I know that a "You up?" text would be fucked up, but I'd be lying if I told you I ain't wanna
We used to talk 'til sun up
Now it's Sunday night, something just ain't right
I done aged but I still got the same vices
Starting to wonder if I'm ever gon' shut up
You the one I wanna hear from
I don't hit back loved ones
What's that on my back? One ton
Weighing on me 'cause I had love once, but it's gone now
What you do when it's, just you
And your bedroom walls feel like they could fall down?
Let 'em fall down
Please don't let nothing get back to me (Back to me)
I've been trying to detach from you
Deep down though, I wanna know about what the fuck you been up to (You been up to)
Old him could have seen that coming
Fuck you I don't need nothing from ya
I was doing pretty good without you
But something tells me that a relapse coming (It's coming in)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a, that a, that a, that a)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse, that a relapse)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a, that a, that a, that a, ooh)
Do you got somebody new?
Do you got somebody new?
I know that I shouldn't ask for my own sake, but I can't help that I wanna know the truth
But, even if you don't
You ain't gon' tell me if you do
'Cause you don't mind, making me lose my mind
Making me lose my mind
I hope the time I spent back
I tried to brace for impact
But, I still got caught up
Gave it my best, but I'm still not all the
Way over what you did to me
What you did to me
Couldn't say why, but you get to me
But you get to me
(Please don't let me)
Please don't let nothing get back to me (Back to me)
I've been trying to detach from you
Deep down though, I wanna know about what the fuck you been up to (You been up to)
Old him could have seen that coming
Fuck you I don't need nothing from ya
I was doing pretty good without you
But something tells me that a relapse coming (It's coming in)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a, that a, that a, that a)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse, that a relapse)
But something tells me that a relapse coming (That a relapse coming, that a relapse coming)
WARSAW lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. 2forwOyNE)
[Jack Harlow:]
Y'all ain't get to see what I foresaw coming
Now the team overseas out in Warsaw, stuntin' (Ooh!)
Talk tough to me catch a northpaw from it
Ass fat, let me pull the booty shorts off of it, one time
She gon' get divorced off of it
'Cause she in the crowd screamin', gettin' hoarse off of it
Two girlfriends, damn, of course y'all cousins
It's a Lambo', watch them pull the doors off of it
MTV, Jam of the Week
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me, oh yeah
This the jam of the week
And that's why she dancing with me
Drop down, go and put your hands on your knees
I just want the free trial, I'ma cancel the fees, oh yeah
I don't want her with the strings attached (Ayy)
I just wanna see you drop back (Like a, like a, like a)
Like a, first string quarterback (Ooh!)
Off the pack, contact
Ooh, she slid through
We can smoke something then sip the juice
Two Keys or the Tin Roof (Tin Roof)
I got something that I gotta tend to
But in the meantime, push clouds, we going in
Look down, she going in
Can you look out for my best friend?
And bring another pretty girl in with you
Y'all ain't get to see what I foresaw coming
Now the team overseas out in Warsaw, stuntin' (Ooh!)
Talk tough to me catch a northpaw from it
Ass fat, let me pull the booty shorts off of it, one time
She gon' get divorced off of it
'Cause she in the crowd screamin', gettin' hoarse off of it
Two girlfriends, damn, of course y'all cousins
It's a Lambo', watch them pull the doors off of it
MTV, Jam of the Week
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me, oh yeah
This the jam of the week
And that's why she dancing with me
Drop down, go and put your hands on your knees
I just want the free trial, I'ma cancel the fees, oh yeah
[2forwOyNE:]
Hey, turned the studio into the night show
She gon' treat the meat like it's a tightrope (What)
Wrap it up, tight rope
Ask me if I'm coming, Hell if I know
Feisty, she gon' throw it on the white tee, ayy
She so contagious, Ronald Isley
Ask me if I'm faded told her, "Damn, I might be"
She wanna see just what the hype be
Leveled up, ayy, fill my cup, 'til it's enough (Ayy)
Double stuff, how I'm two rounds in the guts
She know how I'm coming
Lately I been Warsaw stuntin'
[Jack Harlow:]
Y'all ain't get to see what I foresaw coming
Now the team overseas out in Warsaw, stuntin' (Ooh!)
Talk tough to me catch a northpaw from it
Ass fat, let me pull the booty shorts off of it, one time
She gon' get divorced off of it
'Cause she in the crowd screamin', gettin' hoarse off of it
Two girlfriends and of course y'all cousins
It's a Lambo', watch them pull the doors off of it
MTV, Jam of the Week
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me (Ayy)
And that's why she dancing with me, oh yeah
This the jam of the week
And that's why she dancing with me
Drop down, go and put your hands on your knees
I just want the free trial, I'ma cancel the fees, oh yeah
BIG CHILLIN lyrics - Jack Harlow
Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)
Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings
I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain
I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)
Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)
Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings
And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing
OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')
The flow need penicillin
I been trying to get these pent up feelings off
I could give a fuck about how the fuck you feel about everything
Ice make it sound like I carry change (Carry change)
She's addicted to the Mary Jane
But she's still got goals like Harry Kane
Pussy hit me like a hurricane
And I came quick but the shit was not embarrassing (Ooh)
Go and let it marinate
Show packed out and I'm standing on a barricade
Bad chick, black dress with a pair of shades
On the sidewalk, in the crib she don't wear a thing
She don't wear a thing when we in the crib, you already know, ayy
She don't wear a thing, yeah, she get naked 'round me, she don't—
Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)
Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings
I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain
I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)
Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)
Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings
And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing
OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')
Just like Fig Newtons
Man, these fellas real sweet, it's no disputin'
No tickets at the door, I can't get you in
Know we used to have something, but it's slick ruined (Ruined)
Slick talk, can't stop, won't stop until the world pissed off
In a plane every week, I'm getting sick of Biscoffs (Ooh)
Your chick getting picked off (Uh)
Think about life, trying to get the jigsaw put together
They ain't fucking with you 'til it's all put together (Ayy)
When she stepping out, she looking all put together (Ooh)
Fuck what the world thinks
Because my dogs know me better (Ooh)
Because my dogs know me better
And she's a bad motherfucker
How could we not go together?
Okay, I'm big chillin' (Chillin', ayy, ayy)
Told me that she numb to it, she don't get feelings
I'm a smooth criminal, I'm a slick villain
I already finished, but the dick still in (Dick still in)
Ass fat, she ain't get fillings (Fillings)
Weezy F. Baby, I don't hit ceilings
And my brodie got a job, yeah, he quit dealing
OGs tryna figure what the kids feelin' (Kids feelin')
GOIN BACK DOWN lyrics - Jack Harlow
I just about got the airport mapped out
Flights going in and they going back out
Time flies when you bullshitting at the house
Tryna make sense of your thoughts and your doubts
When I get high, I end up
Thinkin' 'bout things I don't wanna think about
So I'ma hit it twice and I send it back 'round
Gettin' paid for what used to get me sat down
My pops didn't like when I used to act out
Now the whole world wanna see me act out, ayy
Think it's something missing, tryna get it back now
Child that was in me might be kidnapped now
Me and my bro only getting one go
In the cap, then the gown, at least for right now
School nights turned into getting patdowns
Out front the club with the ones who got the torch passed down, passed down
Same way they pass the cognac 'round
Same way they pass the cognac 'round
Yeah, we did this last night
And I think it might be goin' back down
Oh yeah, I think it's goin' back down
Bitch, it's goin' back down
I didn't know that we were goin' that route
If I did, then I would've chilled out
I would've held back 'fore it all went south
Baby, I ain't know that I was gon' blackout
But I'm fucked up now
But I'm fucked up now
But I'm fucked up now
My vices multiplied in the last three-six-five
I can't get carried away
But this bottle that we sharin' just between the two of us
Got me wanting to get married today, so I'ma keep goin'
It's a rude awakening like they leaf blowing
Outside, when I wake up and my mouth dry, it's
'Bout noon and she layin' next to me
When I went to sleep, I ain't calculate the down side, but it's cool
My homegirl got a full scholarship
But she still feel like she wanna call it quits
She don't wanna go to school, she wanna feel somethin'
But if she turn it down, the world gon' make her feel dumb
Throwing money with the ones I got the deal from
I think it's funny how
School nights turned into getting patdowns
Out front the club with the ones who got the torch passed down, passed down
Same way they pass the cognac 'round
Same way they pass the cognac 'round
Yeah, we did this last night
And I think it might be goin' back down
Oh yeah, I think it's goin' back down
Bitch, it's goin' back down
I didn't know that we were goin' that route
If I did, then I would've chilled out
I would've held back 'fore it all went south
Baby, I ain't know that I was gon' blackout
But I'm fucked up now
But I'm fucked up now
But I'm fucked up now
THRU THE NIGHT lyrics - Jack Harlow (feat. Bryson Tiller)
[Jack Harlow:]
Through the night
She just want the tip, no advice
On the side of the road, what's the risk? Roll the dice
If they catch us, I don't care 'cause we all gon' die (Yeah, yeah)
Yeah, we all gon' die
I was worried, to be honest, but it's all goin' right
When I first laid eyes, I was awful enticed
And I might be off something, but I'm all in now
She gotta call in now
I don't think that you should work tomorrow
She said, "First of all
I'm still goin' in," like Rich Homie Quan
But with you and me, God, man, it feels so intense
I already seen that movie but I will go again with you
I got a few I been tending to
But tonight, I forgot all about 'em
[Bryson Tiller:]
Through the night
I would try to get it tonight
Yeah, the phone on my head like, "You better do right"
I'm alone in the bed, yeah, I know what you said
Better cope with it
Don't take me for a joke and I won't get a friend that's tryna be more than that
I'm convinced that it's for the dap
When I seen you in the pics, I could tell you was forcin' that
I got time for this
Minus the bullshit, I'm cool now, look at my common sense
And I'm just realizing this
Know my soul isn't trapped
But what's holding me back is the old me, in fact
I'ma get intact, I'ma get it back
Mama, hold me to that
Just, just, just hold me to that
On stack, me and Jack got the city on smack
That's word, huh, that's words
Used to catch 18 all the way to Newburg
It was only me and her, I don't care what you heard
Only me and her, I don't care what you heard
Got a Southern accent, she'll slur a few words
That's virtue, sir, let me share a few words
Hey, let me share a few words
Feeling unappreciated, let me cherish you first, yeah
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