Jack HarFlow
Do not listen if you are sensitive to crude humor
You probably won't even think it's funny anyways
Yeah, yeah, fuck it
Bet on myself like Reno
I say confidence, you say ego
Uh, uh
Game trying to put me on a veto
They can't refuse me, call me Don Vito
I'm in the back with my freak though
You're on the couch eating Cheetos and Fritos
My life a movie, and your shit the B-roll
I'm from the city of weirdos
Don't say I bit Jack Harlow
I'm paying homage, his shit be hard though, pause
What, sorry
It seemed like you said something nice about me
But things just ain't what they seem
Y'all came on the screen, I left with a queen
This shit ain't crazy to me
I remember back when I was a jit, I was slanging the weed
Now I got people slanging for me
No cap, they calling me capo
I'm running shit, that's right, I'm an asshole
I used to love surprises
That was before I was very decisive
I love when people own up to their problems
I hate when they blame them on being a Pisces
I think y'all know what your flaws are, you just want another dumb scapegoat for them
I'd wake up to some Pop-Tarts and Mr. Rogers at like eight in the morning
Some of y'all still could use his advice
You're 22 years old, acting like five
I ain't get high unless I'm on a vacay
I'd rather get money than see it vacate
Some of y'all smoke weed every damn day and I don't know how the fuck you still got brains
Uh, I would be dead on the couch
I need my Sweetwater straight from the spout
I make a plan and I carry it out
You had to get straps just to carry it out, pussy
Very in doubt, she wanna fuck for ovarian clout
She want my money, go figure it out
It ain't my job to go hand it all out
Here's some pills that's hard to swallow
Y'all need Prozac, Tony Soprano
All this from a slice of gabagool
Lucky to live like Luciano
I could kill you off like a henny-bottle
My bro walk around with a stick, trust
And your bro walk with a stick in his butt
My circle small cause I'm too up-front
Y'all love having friends that you can't confront
That shit weird to me, please do not steer near to me
I'm grateful y'all ain't dear to me
Cause y'all take everything seriously
So I play dumb, act like I don't know
They slip up, tell me everything they know
My rizz untouched, my game too cold
She giving me neck cause my neck on froze
Woah, okay, not true
I don't really know what the fuck I do
I just be joking, you know I'm a goof
Lay her on the table, I'll spit in the food
I'm sorry, bro bro
Don't care about simping
I might spend my money on exotic women
I'm up at the table, you up in the kitchen
Get the fuck out my business
Haha, bitch
Ay, ay
You probably won't even think it's funny anyways
Yeah, yeah, fuck it
Bet on myself like Reno
I say confidence, you say ego
Uh, uh
Game trying to put me on a veto
They can't refuse me, call me Don Vito
I'm in the back with my freak though
You're on the couch eating Cheetos and Fritos
My life a movie, and your shit the B-roll
I'm from the city of weirdos
Don't say I bit Jack Harlow
I'm paying homage, his shit be hard though, pause
What, sorry
It seemed like you said something nice about me
But things just ain't what they seem
Y'all came on the screen, I left with a queen
This shit ain't crazy to me
I remember back when I was a jit, I was slanging the weed
Now I got people slanging for me
No cap, they calling me capo
I'm running shit, that's right, I'm an asshole
I used to love surprises
That was before I was very decisive
I love when people own up to their problems
I hate when they blame them on being a Pisces
I think y'all know what your flaws are, you just want another dumb scapegoat for them
I'd wake up to some Pop-Tarts and Mr. Rogers at like eight in the morning
Some of y'all still could use his advice
You're 22 years old, acting like five
I ain't get high unless I'm on a vacay
I'd rather get money than see it vacate
Some of y'all smoke weed every damn day and I don't know how the fuck you still got brains
Uh, I would be dead on the couch
I need my Sweetwater straight from the spout
I make a plan and I carry it out
You had to get straps just to carry it out, pussy
Very in doubt, she wanna fuck for ovarian clout
She want my money, go figure it out
It ain't my job to go hand it all out
Here's some pills that's hard to swallow
Y'all need Prozac, Tony Soprano
All this from a slice of gabagool
Lucky to live like Luciano
I could kill you off like a henny-bottle
My bro walk around with a stick, trust
And your bro walk with a stick in his butt
My circle small cause I'm too up-front
Y'all love having friends that you can't confront
That shit weird to me, please do not steer near to me
I'm grateful y'all ain't dear to me
Cause y'all take everything seriously
So I play dumb, act like I don't know
They slip up, tell me everything they know
My rizz untouched, my game too cold
She giving me neck cause my neck on froze
Woah, okay, not true
I don't really know what the fuck I do
I just be joking, you know I'm a goof
Lay her on the table, I'll spit in the food
I'm sorry, bro bro
Don't care about simping
I might spend my money on exotic women
I'm up at the table, you up in the kitchen
Get the fuck out my business
Haha, bitch
Ay, ay
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Writer(s): Samuel Caramelli
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